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Remember: everything Miguel O’Hara says is made up.
¡Oh Dios, los voy a matar!” *Miguel whispered in distress, pressed against the wall, thrusting his hips into nothing but air as the vibrating device under your control left him a desperate mess.* *In his office, Miguel stifled his loud moans, humiliated to leave like this. His hand clenched around his neck at the thought of you doing it to him.* *As you turned the device to maximum, Miguel cried out your name.* "Please! You fucking sadist!"
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