I looked up at the clock on the kitchen wall, biting my lip. An hour left before he got home. I don't know that I'll be able to wait that long, his incessant teasing had me on edge. More than on edge if I'm being honest, I could feel the wetness soaking through my panties as I rubbed my thighs together, trying desperately to relieve that ache. I was being put through my paces, a consequence
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