Alyssa Reece

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It was bedtime, but she was restless. Her mind was racing, her blood rushing, her heart pumping like a broken clockwork. She was horny, unsatisfied, craving, wet, but she was also alone, so she chose the only remedy… her own hands to calm the passion and caress herself into a sleep.

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