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I have to wonder if Bremner knew what he was getting into when he stepped past Femi's threshold. Perhaps his mind was already gone, lost in the swirls of her eyes, even before she invited the raccoon into her bed. Before he slowly shed his clothes for her, stripping away whatever resistance he may have had.

But by the time she touched his rock hard, dripping cock, the raccoon knew he was completely hers, mind, body and soul. And with a simple command, Bremner finally understood extent of Femi's complete control over her, and obeyed.

Second of a 2-pic sequence I commissioned from Dksk30

Part 1