Sam's CockTease Therapy - Part 9

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Sam's CockTease Therapy - Part 9

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I'm sorry about the delay in posting this most recent chapter, boys, it's partly because it's a particularly yummy one and took quite a while to flesh out the details. But it's also because I've been having all kinds of kinky fun in Milovana's chat Lounge lately, and I've been getting quite distracted there every time I sit down to write! I'm usually there during the evenings in the U.S. Pacific time zone, in case anyone wants to stop by and say hello...

Anyway, we finally get to see what else happens to Sam at the hands of Vivi the teasing temptress, and we are officially one step closer to moving forward in time to meet Sam's wife Nancy and here a little more about the sexy secretary he hires to work for him...enjoy!

Kitty :love: :love: :love:

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After Vivi teased Sam on the webcam, sexing him up and then shutting him down, so to speak, he was left alone to ponder the things she said. She told him she was going to "give him" fetishes...fetishes for her big breasts, her fluffy angora sweaters, and her long, shiny red fingernails!

He knew what fetishes were, but he never really thought he had any, and he kind of felt like they were dirty or wrong in some way. To be fixated on certain parts of women's bodies or to be fascinated with their clothing seemed disrespectful and inappropriate somehow, and he always associated fetishes with a kind of depraved sexuality that he didn't find appealing.

As he thought about it though, he considered all the pretty young girls he had been noticing at his Southern California university, particularly the way they dressed and how they presented themselves. He realized that he had begun to find certain aspects of their femininity to be quite intriguing. He was finding himself attracted to girls with big breasts and girls who dolled themselves up with sexy, glamorous makeup and "big" teased hair.

Although being attracted to girls who looked like that seemed quite normal for almost any red-blooded male, Sam suddenly realized that this fascination he was starting to have about certain very specific characteristics of these girls was somewhat fetishistic in nature. And maybe it was okay...

For example, he loved looking at their big breasts when they wore nice tight sweaters or low-cut tank tops, and he really enjoyed watching the way these girls' boobs bounced around, jiggling to and fro as they strutted around campus. Hmm...maybe he was already developing a big tit fetish!

Just watching certain well-endowed girls flaunt their breasts like that was starting to become very exciting for him, and he seemed to be getting a kind of voyeuristic thrill just by looking at them. So it seemed as though that particular fixation was already developing...

The next thing Vivi mentioned was her long sexy fingernails, and unlike the more common sight of big-breasted girls, not many girls at the university had nails like that. Still, every once in a while he'd see a really pretty girl, all babed up and sporting very glamorous looking long nails. He found himself just staring at her shapely hands and slender feminine fingers, tipped by those long, shiny red or pretty, girly pink nails...

Suddenly, it hit him! Wow, this really was a kind of fetish, wasn't it! Still, the rarity of seeing any girls with slutty nails like Vivi's was all the more reason he was slowly becoming more and more infatuated with HER in particular...

In fact, it was suddenly quite obvious to Sam that Vivi's little plan to give him fetishes was already well underway. Images of her and all the other pretty ladies on campus began to dance in his mind as he contemplated the idea that perhaps he really DID have fetishes for certain things already. Somehow, all these other women, whether they knew it or not, seemed to be teaming up with her to get him all nice and fixated on exactly the things Vivi mentioned...

And then his thoughts led him to contemplate her statement about making him focus in on her gorgeous angora sweaters. And sure enough, he realized, before she even introduced herself to him she already been attracting him to her with the pretty, furry angora items she sometimes wore to class.

Sam loved to look at her whenever she wore one; he already found her to be wonderfully feminine and appealing with her full-figured upper body all wrapped up in soft angora. That particularly luxurious fabric was just so enticing and sensual, and it really summed up her wonderfully classy and elegant style.

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But now that she had teased him with an angora sweater in private, up close and personal at her apartment, letting him feel its heavenly, furry softness on his aching erection, he had become quite fixated on them. It was clear to him that this particular activity had become a kind of sexual training of sorts, causing his body to respond whenever he thought about it.

Whenever Vivi wore one to class or when he would see her in the hallway wearing one, his breath would quicken and he would instantly start getting aroused. Watching her just be herself and work her magic on every guy in sight when dressed in a furry angora sweater was just unforgettable! And sure enough, whenever he saw her doing her thing, it would only take a minute or two for Sam to become completely turned on...and fully erect.

It seemed that she was wearing them more often now too, now that she knew she had enticed him in an intimate fashion with them, and she was making it clear that she was doing it on purpose, just to tease him further. Whenever she'd see him looking at her, she would take every opportunity to casually caress the soft fur with her hands on her arms, making him long to feel it on his own body or be allowed to touch it himself.

She had also begun making not-so subtle adjustments of her big boobs underneath her fluffy-soft sweaters while he watched too. She'd slide her sexy-nailed fingers under her sweater to adjust her bra strap, or she'd slowly lift up her boobs with both hands on the sensuous fur. Best of all, somehow it would always seem to happen when she knew he was watching...

Continuing on, Vivi's perfectly round, large breasts had become absolutely irresistible to him at that point too, ever since he had noticed them when he began seeing her in classes - quite a while before she had showcased them for him in the private pics she sent him that first week.

But even that was nothing compared to the way she had teased and tantalized him with them at her place! Watching her slowly and seductively take off her fluffy white sweater, revealing her big lovely melons to him had made quite an impression on him...and really gotten into his head.

And finally, Sam's thoughts drifted back to those long, sexy, shiny red fingernails of hers. Sam had noticed them when he first saw her, and although he found them quite glamorous, he hadn't paid much attention to them at first, at least compared to the rest of her. Ever since the first time she propositioned him, though, when she used them to titillate his body right there in the hallway at school, his fascination with them began.

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And things only got worse as she continued to tantalize him with them, repeating her stimulation of his body with them on several more occasions. The flirty, sensual touching she gave him in public served to remind him of the more erotic, sexual teasing she had given him in private, and by now he found himself staring at them whenever he was around her, wondering what other kinds of wonderful pleasures she would use them to provide him with...and more importantly, WHEN she might decide to do it...

My, my, my, it really DID seem that Vivi had already begun to get him all focused and fixated on these little goodies of hers - certain little things she was flaunting and offering! Suddenly her statement about giving him fetishes for all three of the things she mentioned was making quite a bit of sense... she was really making it clear that she meant what she said about giving him fetishes for her big boobs, her angora sweaters, and her long, sexy fingernails.

Sam's mind reeled as he continued to ponder that he already had increasingly intense fixations on all these things, and yet she had still casually announced that she had even more plans in store for him with regard to intensifying these desires!

In any case, as the semester continued, Vivi continued teasing him visually to excite and attract him, using all of these increasingly familiar feminine charms and tantalizing techniques. But in addition to all the wonderful showing off she was doing for him, she took great delight in continuing the delightful but tortuous pattern of wicked little mind games too.

She clearly enjoyed enticing him with every trick in her book but also liked to ignore him at the same time, and the mental effects of this were quite diabolical. She really went out of her way to set him up just so she could shoot him down, and it had Sam right on the edge of his seat, wondering if and when she would share even the slightest bit of her delicious affections with him again...

For example, in classes she began using those slutty red fingernails of hers to captivate him, tapping them casually on her desk, playing with her pencil with them, or running them through her long, silky blonde hair. She also began putting on a little display where she'd rest her nails on the desk, then glance at him to see if he was watching, and if he was, she'd look down at her hand and lift up her sexy little pinky-nail, which was usually painted all gold and sparkly, giving it special status over the rest of her nails...

Holding it up away from her hand, she'd smile sweetly, glancing at him and then looking back down at her sparkly pinky-nail to encourage his attention to it. And then she'd move it around slowly in a small circle, very suggestively. Oh, the wonderful symbolism this represented, that of having him wrapped completely around her little finger, dangling helplessly from her sexual string...

She had also taken to twirling a loose lock of her hair between two fingers while he watched, and this was quickly becoming a favorite pastime of hers. Her sexy red fingernails were on full display when she did this, and she'd bat her eyelashes or wink suggestively, staring back at him with a knowing smile whenever she caught him looking, which was pretty much all the time!

And of course, whenever she felt like it, she'd approach him in the hallways and flirt with him, resting her sexy-nailed fingers on his arm and saying provocative things, showcasing her fantastic body right before his eyes. Like always, she'd stimulate him with those sexy nails too, dragging them slowly up and down his arm or reaching out and tickling his chin with one of them. And then, predictably, she'd end the conversation abruptly whenever some little thing distracted her, like an incoming text or seeing a friend in the hallway, and she'd abandon him with a sexy wave as she marched off, giggling in triumph over him...

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All in all, it seemed that her intention to ensnare him and get him all infatuated with those sexy fingernails of hers (as well as everything else she liked to use to her advantage) was well underway! It was so obvious how comfortable she was being in that position, being in such complete control of him like that, and Sam always felt quite helpless and inferior when she focused her attention on him.

And of course, part of the mind game was that whenever he tried to initiate the smallest bit of interaction with her, she'd casually ignore him, while at the same time continuing to demonstrate how she could have him eating out of the palm of her hand whenever she wanted him. Poor Sam was really starting to go completely out of his mind for her!

He had simply never been treated this way before, and despite his frustration at her openly manipulative games, he simply had no choice but to just go along for the ride. He knew full well he could stop the wonderful torment at any time by not doing her schoolwork for her anymore, and he even considered stopping it several times. 'This is it', he thought to himself, 'I've had enough of this girl's cruelty, I'm gonna stand up to her and tell her to go do her own work!'

But her mysterious and magical hold over him was just too great, and he just couldn't bring himself to stop doing what she wanted. Every time he worked up the nerve to confront her, he'd take one look at her as she smiled and batted her long eyelashes at him, and he'd just melt into a spineless puddle of desire. He loved the way she was teasing and tantalizing him too much to end it, and it was worth it to let her play her wicked games with him in the hopes that his obedience would eventually be rewarded...

So instead, he just kept letting her have her way, doing her homework for her and waiting patiently for whatever little tidbits of her feminine affections she decided to offer him. The rest of the time there was nothing but wicked teasing and tormenting, with her taking every possible opportunity to visually tempt and coax him into pursuing her, only to shoot him down the moment he made any pathetic attempts to approach her or talk to her!

Anyway, all of this continued for several weeks, during which time Sam still had not had a sexual release. His normal pattern of daily masturbation had completely stopped, and he knew he couldn't even touch himself much at all without risking an orgasm. He had never been through anything like this; he was starting to become aroused at the drop of a hat, but he was fully committed to holding out just for her!

To make matters worse, Vivi had backed off of giving him any intimate rewards during that time too, not sending him any more pics at night or inviting him over her place on the weekends. Sam knew full well she was doing it on purpose; she had given him a taste and was purposely withholding more...and he was completely powerless to do even a single little thing about it!

Instead, to taunt him mercilessly she began sending him text messages at night that made little triumphant references to the teasing techniques she had employed during the day. For example, she would refer to how much she loved showing off her sexy fingernails for him in class, or she'd ask him if he liked her in the pretty angora sweater she wore during that particular day.

Suggestive references to her big breasts and how appealing they looked in the fluffy sweater of the day abounded frequently too. And she seemed to send these provocative texts to him on days when she had been completely ignoring him otherwise, paying it cool with him during school but then warming him up with her provocative messages at night.

Of course, Sam simply ate up these little tidbits of attention and enticement, and he would respond to her seductive messages instantly and enthusiastically. But his approving responses to her bait would be met with no response from her at all, which would leave him waiting for something that never came, obsessively wondering what the hell was going on. It was incredibly well-executed mental cruelty...but still, for some reason, Sam just loved it!

But then..finally, right when Sam was starting to go completely out of his mind, she sensed it somehow and decided to throw him a bone, so to speak. So one day she slipped him a note in class telling him to meet her up in the props room after school that day.

Sam's heart did flip-flops when he read it, and he looked at her as she winked seductively at him from across the room, smiling sweetly. He had hoped that all his hard work would be worth it sooner or later, and now she was luring him with a suggestion of some private time together. As he stared at her, his breath quickened and his cock instantly jumped to a fully aroused erection...and it began pulsing in his pants with anticipation.

The props room was a place where all the equipment for plays and other school performances was kept; it was up above the main auditorium and always kept locked. That afternoon, Sam went up the stairs leading to the entrance to it, and there was Vivi, waiting for him with a big mischievous smile on her face. She reached out and dangled a key suggestively between her long-nailed fingers, and Sam was instantly captivated and mesmerized by it as she swayed it back and forth.

She looked down and saw the bulge in his pants, which had started the moment she slipped him the note in class and remained that way the rest of the afternoon. Her eyes twinkled with excitement, because right away she knew she had him right where she wanted him!

She must have gotten her hands on a copy of that key somehow, and Sam wasn't at all surprised that she would have enough sway with one of the teacher's assistants to obtain it. After another moment or two of showing it to him, smiling at him and dangling the key while he watched, she took hold of it between her pretty fingers. Then she inserted it purposefully into the lock in the door, pausing for a moment to glance back at him, and turned it...

As she did that, Sam had a chance to feast his eyes on her attire, and when he saw how she was dressed it was clear that today she had something special in mind for him. She wore an absolutely stunning fire-engine red angora sweater which had an elegant low-cut wrap-style design. It was form fitting and long sleeved, covering her arms in the fluffy red angora fur. But it was also a crop-top style that left her waist and tummy exposed, and she had a gold, sparkly rhinestone belt tied around her waist with some loose extra length dangling down one side.

Sam had actually already seen her briefly that day in one of the school hallways, and as she pranced by him (completely ignoring him, of course) he had taken particular interest in her incredibly attractive red sweater, immediately noting that it was one of her sexier ones. But as he inspected her now, he instantly realized that she had added some little enhancements to her attire for the occasion with him today. His breath quickened as his eyes danced around all over the sight of her, noticing new little details...

She had some gold necklaces of different lengths draping down from her neck, one of which had a gold heart charm at the end that dropped all the way down between her breathtaking cleavage. Some shiny gold bangle bracelets wrapped around her wrists, and rhinestone hoop earrings dangled in lovely fashion from her shapely ears, peeking out from underneath her soft, golden blonde teased-up hair.

As the door swung open, she looked back at him, flashing her pearly whites through the big smile on her face, not saying a word as she simply beckoned him to follow her into the room. As she marched in, Sam's eyes moved down her body, and again, more of her outfit was on display. What he saw next truly revealed more about her erotic intentions for him on that particular day!

She had on a short, tight, black leather miniskirt, paired with sheer, shiny black pantyhose over those wonderfully tanned and toned legs of hers. But the most incredible finishing touch was her thigh-high black leather spike-heeled boots! As his eyes moved down and then back up over every inch of those incredibly dominant-looking boots, he immediately realized that she had NOT worn them to class earlier in the day, so she must have stashed them somewhere and busted them out...just for him.

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That made him feel very special, realizing that she had chosen to share these wonderfully seductive boots with him and him alone. But at the same time, the sheer sexual and erotic power over him that they represented served as a kind of statement, and it instantly established the dynamic of total superiority she wanted to feel for that particular encounter. Sam's heart pounded as the realization of this simple fact sank into his very soul.

As Vivi sashayed across the floor, he followed her slowly so that she was a few steps in front of him, and his eyes were drawn somehow to the bottom half of her body. He just stared at her trim waist with the sparkly belt wrapped around it, her tight leather skirt, and those kinky boots! She was putting on quite the tantalizing show as she sexed up her strut quite deliciously too, a technique he had seen quite a few times, but it was just as seductive every time.

She took small, purposeful steps, swaying her hips from side to side, making her ass piston up and down as she moved into the center of the room. And then she spun around on those kinky high-heeled boots to face him. Flashing him a wonderfully enticing smile, she tossed her hair to one side and threw her hips out, striking a very exaggerated, arousing pose and holding it.

"Thanks for all your hard work over the last few weeks, sugar!" She said with a wonderfully warm and feminine tone, holding his gaze and reaching up with both hands, fluffing up her silky golden blonde hair. Sam just stared in fascination as she moved her arms down and rubbed her hands over either one, hugging herself in the soft, furry angora covering her upper body.

Then she moved her hands onto her chest and lifted up her breasts, adjusting them a little and giving them a sexy wiggle-jiggle for good measure. And then she added, with her voice in a syrupy-sweet tone, "I'm so sorry I haven't had a chance to properly...reward you..."

And she winked at him then, as if to acknowledge what an outright lie that was, because she'd certainly had EVERY opportunity to reward him with her affections at any time! She could have done it either in the hallways in between classes or she could have invited him over her place during any of the weekends that had passed. And even though she had chosen not to do that, in one sense, she HAD been rewarding him with her wonderful visual displays of femininity, but she had withheld any more aspects of personal intimacy. Damn, she was good!

Instead, she had simply chosen to torture him with her naughty mind games, ignoring and tormenting him with her constant visual teasing, then shutting him down whenever he tried to approach her to nervously talk to her. Of course, she knew this would only make him want her MORE, and she continued to lead him round and round in cruel little circles until she was good and ready to reward his behavior...and today was the day!

"It's okay, Miss Vivi", he said sheepishly, his eyes looking down shyly as he openly accepted her treatment of him. His voice was trembling, weakened by her sexual onslaught. His mind was in a flutter as she continued to fuss over herself, pulling out a compact mirror to check herself out, posing for him and displaying her fabulous body, dressed up all sexy for him.

Slowly, she approached him now, staring into his eyes and letting her physical appearance continue to overwhelm him. As she came up next to him, she reached out, resting her hands on his chest and leaned in close to his ear, saying softly, "But now I do have a little free time...and you have been a verrrry gooood booooy..." Oh wow...he just loved it when she called him that! The way she drew out the syllables to emphasize her point, and the sticky-sweet ultra-feminine tone of voice she used - it was pure heaven!

After pausing for a moment with her hands resting on him, she glided her long nailed fingers slowly down his chest in little zigzag patterns, and then turned her hands upside down and used the nail-tips to glide slowly back up the material of his shirt. He looked down at the sight of her sexy fingernails teasing him once again, and he took a sharp breath in as they provided him with their wonderful titillation.

Before he knew what was happening, she was deftly undoing his shirt buttons using the delicate tips of her sexy fingernails, a skill which she had clearly practiced...and mastered. One by one his shirt buttons fell victim to her attack, and after she undid the last one she gently pulled his shirt over his shoulders and down his arms, tossing it off to the side of the room. Sam had no choice but to just stand there and let her have her way with him...

With his chest now bare, her eyes twinkled as she inspected him all over and started to go to work on him, resting her warm palms on his shoulders and rubbing them slowly down his arms. Then she lifted her palms off and let those sexy nails trail very lightly and slowly up the entire length of his arms, over his shoulders, and onto the top of his chest. Her warm smile never let up the whole time, and the way she was clearly enjoying herself as she teased him to arousal was sheer enticement itself!

Sam just stood there as this gorgeous goddess stimulated him; he had been waiting for this for an entire month, and now all of his suffering under her wonderfully wicked mind games melted away as she sensuously took care of him. Once again she used the tips of her sexy fingernails to tantalize the bare skin on his chest, giving him goosebumps wherever she touched and causing tingles of pleasure to shoot through his body.

His cock was so hard it hurt, and Vivi casually toyed with his desire to feel her nails on his aching erection, zigzagging down his chest but pausing when they got close. They'd linger in one little spot near his hardon, then go back upwards every time instead of going after it. Oh my...her soft, light touches were driving him simply wild as she giggled and toyed with needs.

She just kept doing it for a while - it was as though she was waiting for something, and soon, a word came out of his mouth, one that Vivi clearly appreciated because she beamed her approval when it did. Sam moaned in response to her teasing, and it felt quite normal and natural for him to say it. "Please"...

Vivi cooed softly in response, her voice soothing him but also mocking him a little at the same time, "Awww...you want something baby?" Her nails made little curlicues below his belly button, going round and round and slowly approaching his pants before gently taking hold of the button and popping it open. Sam panted as she tickled him gently with those fabulously erotic nails, and then she took hold of his zipper, pausing to wait for his inevitably enthusiastic response.

"Oh my god..." he breathed, his voice quivering.

"What's that?" She coaxed, "I can't hear you..."

"Please!" His voice became a bit more insistent and his breathing got deeper as she continued to taunt him with her nails, slowly starting to unzip his zipper, pausing after an inch or so, waiting a few seconds to drink in the moment and then continuing.

Sam started hyperventilating as Vivi unzipped him the rest of the way, and then she slipped her sexy fingernails inside the top of his pants and gently tugged them down his legs. "Step out of them and kick them out of the way, honey!" She said firmly but sweetly. Sam obeyed, lifting up both feet and kicking his jeans across the room as Vivi stepped backwards a couple steps and beckoned him to follow her. Needless to say, he did!

When he came close to her again she began assaulting him with those fingernails some more, gliding them a little faster up both arms, over his shoulders, onto his neck and then slowing down their approach as they moved back and forth down over his bare chest. Lower and lower they went as Sam just gave himself to her, and this time she paused only briefly before letting the sharp tips of them glide gently, just once, over the bulge in his briefs. Sam inhaled sharply as the titillation consumed him...

"Take it out." She said it quite matter-of-factly, and Sam had to snap out of his sexually aroused haze before he could pull the stretchy hem of his briefs down with one hand, reaching inside and removing his aching cock with the other.

"Oooo!" Vivi giggled, twitching her shoulders side to side for emphasis, her eyes lighting up at the sight of his rock-hard erection sticking straight ahead at her. After a brief pause, she reached out and tugged his briefs down his thighs, leaving them there and ordering him, "Lose them!"

Sam complied, pulling them all the way down, stepping out of them and kicking them across the room in the opposite direction as his jeans. Oh wow, these slightly more forceful commands she was giving were really blowing his mind...

Vivi's eyes moved up and down his naked body now, clearly liking what she was seeing. Sam just stood there and watched in fascination at her obvious approval of him, and he felt completely vulnerable and so unbelievably aroused at the same time, he loved it! He was more than happy to just let her have him, just like that. It was like a dream come true...better even!

And then, much to Sam's amazement, Vivi reached behind her and began unzipping her leather skirt. She wiggled her entire body side to side as she unzip-zip-zipped the skirt, and it came loose with a final tug. As Vivi unwrapped the skirt from around her body and let it fall to the floor, Sam's eyes popped at the sight of what she was wearing underneath.

Vivi had on a pair of red, fluffy-soft angora panties, made in the same exact color and consistency material as her gorgeous red sweater! They had little side ties that looked quite dainty, and the ties attached to a small, simple red triangle of fluffy angora fur that barely covered her feminine goodies.

"Do you like them, sweetie?" She cooed, her face beaming with excitement. Sam stared at them as she posed proudly with her hands on her hips, swaying her body around with a particularly enticing motion. She toyed with the tie-straps gently, tugging on them suggestively with her long-nailed fingers as though she was going to undo them while she swayed her midsection side to side, round and round. He looked up at her, looking into her eyes as she asserted her full power over him, and he could only nod his approval, being simply unable to utter even a single word.

And then, what she did next really took things to the next level, and he was shocked as she strutted over to a cabinet and removed a pair of shiny metal handcuffs with red fur trim around them. Coming towards him slowly with a huge grin on her face, she dangled the cuffs from her long-nailed index finger, letting them sway around suggestively as she licked her lips and eyed him like she was going to eat him alive.

"You ever wear a pair of these?" She asked, her voice full of suggestive aggression but still remaining quite sweet and feminine. Sam slowly shook his head, still unable to speak and feeling quite mindless at the sheer intensity of what was happening to him.

As she got close she reached out quickly and grabbed one of his wrists, click-click-clicking the handcuff on it. Sam instinctively tried to pull away, but she just pulled sharply on the other cuff, asserting her control over him as she moved around behind him. Then she held his wrist in place with one hand while she leaned in close to his ear and said softly, "Give me your other hand..."

Sam did so but offered playful resistance, but Vivi overpowered him easily and she click-click-clicked the other cuff around his wrist. And then she just moved back around in front of him again and reached out with the tips of those sexy fingernails to glide them along the underside of his aroused erection, lifting it up gently and letting it flop back down as she slid her nails up and off his cockhead.

She took a step back and posed triumphantly, eyeing her masterpiece from head to toe and announcing, "I've got you now, baby. You...are...MINE!!"
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Sam's CockTease Therapy - Part 9

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You have created a true "Kitty Girl" and Sam's adventure is getting hotter and hotter. I can only imagine what it's like to have a Goddess plant such sexy and naughty fetishes in my head.

Once again, you've toyed with my desires and teased me through your words, making me crave another encounter with those sexy, long fingernails. Please don't ever stop! :no:

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