Chapter 8
“You taste so fucking good,” he muttered, pulling back just enough to speak, his breath hot on my slick skin.
“I’m gonna make you squirt all over my face.” His fingers still thrust deep, scissoring inside me, stretching me open wider.
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Chapter 8
“You taste so fucking good,” he muttered, pulling back just enough to speak, his breath hot on my slick skin.
“I’m gonna make you squirt all over my face.” His fingers still thrust deep, scissoring inside me, stretching me open wider.
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