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Not to mention, those were women who I was actively involved with at the time, who had a reason to try and please me beyond owing me a debt. Not being able to express or comprehend any of this, I stupidly spat out, “Are you serious?” She giggled, and at that moment I realized I had lost all control in our relationship, or arrangement, or felony. Whatever label you gave it, Rachel had me in the palm of her hand. She might give me everything I want or ask for, but she had seized the power from me and I suspected that she knew it. “Come here and find out.” I slid to the edge of the bed, sitting down next to her outstretched arm. She placed her hands on my hips, pulling me into the indian camera’s view. Careful to keep herself in profile to the camera, she knelt, taking one of my balls into her mouth. Gently sucking, she lathered blowjob it with saliva before releasing it and turning her attention to the other one. 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