Jackie Sissy Pov !exclusive!

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Jackie reaches down. Her fingernails are red. She hooks a finger under your chin and lifts your face. You have to look at her now. She smiles, but there’s no warmth in it—only appraisal. jackie sissy pov

I raise my arms. The fabric falls over my head, swallowing me. When it settles, it hugs my ribs and floats over my hips. He walks around me, zipping the back. The sound of the zipper is a verdict. swallowing me. When it settles

He pauses. The air gets tight.