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... illing from the corners of his mouth as he let Charles fuck his throat with reckless desperation. Each movement sent Charles deeper, harder, and Augustine welcomed it—eyes glistening, throat tightening, tears slipping down his cheeks from the overwhelming fullness.
"Shit..." Charles hissed, fingers tightening in Augustine’s hair so fiercely it felt like he might rip the strands out. "I... I’m so close, Augustine... don’t stop... please don’t stop..."
Those desperate words only sp ...
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