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 Jasmine was still turning, turning on tiptoe, hands clasped over her head. Her eyes were closed now, her lips slightly parted. Clearly, she was enjoying herself in the fantasy he'd built for teen her. It almost seemed a shame to end it, but he'd learned blow enough.
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