Chapter 33 The Taste of Desire

Annie Whipple 1.8k words

“Oh, fuck, Doe,” he hissed as I wrapped my lips around his big shaft and swirled my tongue around the head. His entire tip was crammed in my mouth, filling me up so much that I had the urge to gag.

“That’s it, baby. You’re doing so good,” he said...

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