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He kneels between s and uses his thumbs to pull apartflesh as I gasp His fingers dip intoand stroking it until wild, high-pitched cries and shrieks stream from my mouth

I rock ue as he continues to devour ine what I must look like to hi for ers

He switches his fingers for his thumb, which he slowly rubs inside rows hot andoff the couch Then he thrusts his thuhtens unbearably as the tension ratchets higher I hearwith him not to stop as he continues to stab intohis thumb

His greedy tongue laves across ined any man could be so comin to shake and id as the tension peaks It holdsoverroar While I ride out the storers and ush out of me and all over his thumb and mouth My head rolls back

Oh my God! Have I just peed on him?

Flushed, dazed, horribly embarrassed, and unable to move, I look into his eyes As I try to recover, I realize how hard and horny he is just froain He doesn’t try to take athers me in his arms ‘Oh, look at you,’ he croons ‘You’re just a baby’

‘I’m sorry,’ I croak

He jerks his head back in surprise ‘For what?’

‘You knohy,’ I mutter, too embarrassed to even say the words

‘Actually, I don’t’

‘I peed on you’

He chuckles ‘You didn’t pee on me I stimulated your G-spot so you squirted for me and that was beautiful to watch’

He kisses me on myin his aret Oliver and his threats, and my father with his insect eyes

There is a sudden flash of light in the room then a rumble of thunder

‘The stor storirl’