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That's when the idea hit me, and I had plenty of time to plan a week for her she would never forget. My head was quickly clearing, mystified by the messages my brain was getting.
I felt I was just as pretty, but she was more petite and to some perhaps more feminine. I am taller and more athletic, which intimidated some men, but that didn't matter to me. Many women appreciated my looks and my dominant streak.
And her pussy was as hairless as the day she was born. Miss Kelli, soon to be slut Kelli, was in for quite a ride.
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