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He pulled back, the heavy head of his cock resting just within her lips Sa to draw him back inside her mouth

His fingers gently irl You want this, don’t you?”

She couldn’t speak with his cock in her mouth, could only nod her head in short, eot her point across, she licked the head of his cock, her tongue sweeping up and down his slit

Master Giaco briefly

“Yes, you want this You wantin my cum Don’t you?”

Hot tears slid out the corners of Sa down her cheeks to her ears Yes God help her, yes That’s exactly what she wanted

To be his toy, his tool, his plaything To give up everything in order to create one perfect moment of bliss

She ree into her ain

Saled to relax her throat and take hiht him despite her body’s natural choke response Then she felt his rhyth in her blood

She breathed in tih her nose as he withdrew, exhaling against his skin with his grunting surge forward Her head spun froen as she breathed the same moist air she’d just exhaled

He filled her mouth and throat, and her pussy ith loneliness Hot and aching, it throbbed with need

Her breasts brushed against his thighs, the hairs on his legs teasing her budded nipples She leaned into hi muscles

Hot fluid ran down the inside of her spread thighs and splashed against the carpeting under her knees Her pussy pulsed and throbbed, clenching the empty air And still his cock strained to fill her er

There was nothing but hi her skull, his musky thatch bury

ing her nose He groaned again, his fingers digging painfully into her scalp