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“No. I bucked my hips wildly up onto my hand, holding my thigh with the other, and let myself go, staring at my pretty plaything, so helpless and naked. I had to let myself fall back onto the sofa, where I fingered myself to a nearly instant orgasm. “Oh, please, Miss Cindy. “Hang on a sec,” I said, as offhandedly as I could. I walked around behind her and brought her hands together, tying them to the legs of the chair just below the seat.
