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He put his finger into my tight hole. He shouldn't have done that. His long nails were hurting my insides. "I'm sorry, did I hurt you?" he asked, but his face was full of sadistic satisfaction. He just liked to torment me. It wasn't a good decision to ask him to do that. As if I wasn't embarrassed enough, he caressed my hair to, as he said, 'distract me'. When he completed his task, he smirked, and I blushed.
"I still don't know how that bead managed get into your navel, Josh" he said holding the said object.
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