#369815 - Do you know why you're here? she asked him. Molly stood astride his back and held the tight spheres of his bottom apart, the better to admire the way the black leather slid in and out of him. Miss Marchant moved in, tall and calm, her eyes scrutinizing the two of them; the boy whose body was pink and sore from his neck to his knees, then overlaid with multiple welts from the crop, the girl whose face glowed and whose body was indecently exposed by the tight leather bodysuit she wore.
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