Barbiee Is Hinting At A Special Birthday Gift Involving Breeding

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Lena took it, sipping as she flipped open her notepad, recorder on. She’s hot, I’ll give her that, Lena thought, trailing Seraphina through a foyer of polished marble and flickering candelabras. “No offense, but vampires? The massive oak door swung inward as she approached, and out stepped a vision that made Lena’s breath catch—despite herself. Lena screamed, pleasure and pain blurring, her cunt clenching around the invisible cock. Their muscles flexed under the material, eyes downcast, and Lena’s brow furrowed. “So, Seraphina,” she began, voice flat, “let’s start simple. “Fuck you—” Lena spat, trembling, but Seraphina stood, heels clicking, fishnets rasping as she closed the gap. This journalist—cute in her frumpy way, all repressed edges and defiance—was a challenge, and Seraphina didn’t back down from those. “What the—fuck—” Lena gasped, eyes wide, but her body betrayed her, left hand diving between her thighs, rubbing her pussy through her jeans, rough denim grinding against her clit. The massive oak door swung inward as she approached, and out stepped a vision that made Lena’s breath catch—despite herself. “Welcome, Miss Grayson,” the woman purred, voice smooth as silk, a faint accent

Barbiee Is Hinting At A Special Birthday Gift Involving Breeding