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She ainst Hank’s shaft She knew to ask for permission to come, a task quite difficult to accorunted as Duke ha her eyelashes, she sucked harder as she drew Hank all the way to her tonsils

“You need to come

, don’t you, sub his cock buried to the hilt

“H him halfway

He refused to pull out and let her tell the her mouth

“Good God, she’s tight,” Duke crooned, pushing the weight of his cock as deep as he could go “She’s like a virgin”

“Then that can onlyher tongue across the slit “You need to co time, hasn’t it sub?”

“Yes,” she whispered, pressing her lips to his crest as if to give him a firain, flipping her tongue over the end of his cock, deliberately fluttering her tip against his shape

“Good hell I love that daue of yours”

“Hain “Please”

She was there already, and Duke wasn’t stopping her He ainst his shaft

“Co her like a wild man His cock pounded inside her as she sucked Hank all the way to her throat, refusing to let hiether

Reaching that old fa Without a moment to spare, a pause, or delay, they rocked in tandem, moved in time

“I want to make love to you,” Hank told her as Duke slept later that evening “But I can’t”

She’d been dozing in and out as Hank and Duke sandwiched her She was facing hiainst her lips, and the way he studied her warmed her heart