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There’s a rip across my chest as he yanks my blouse open, tearing it like paper. I’m surprised, but I’ve never been so horny in my life over something this primal; I grasp for his buttons instinctively. I try to get them open, but I’m not as smooth as he is with his Hulk-like clothes-ripping ability, and I’m fumbling. He’s all over me