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It was a sunny morning in May. Alexandra had just been served her tea on the East Balcony of her sprawling ocean side mansion. Just like every day she ate her breakfast to the sounds of the waves breaking on the cliffs at the edge of her property. As she quietly picked at the delicate croissant and fresh fruit that was served to her she was interrupted by the head servant. It was part of his job to keep the lady of the house informed as to the goings on at the mansion.

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I had no idea how long had passed when I heard the door open again. I twisted and squirmed a bit, trying to get Caroline's attention. I heard her giggle as she approached. "Mmmmmm," she said, her hand running the length of my cock, "You kept it nice and hard for me, that was sweet." I tried to peek under my blindfold.

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