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... it for a reply before I shoved my tongue back into his mouth. This time, the kiss was filthy and wet; I wanted to taste the back of his throat—anywhere I could get my tongue to reach.
"So soft," I murmured against his lips, sucking on his bottom lip until I heard him whimper, before I swallowed him whole again.
Then, I began to stroke his cock with a relentless, punishing rhythm. I could feel his slick everywhere—on his thighs, on my hand, and the scent of it was filling my head. ...
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