HE STARTED SUCKING MY BOOBS. A SHOCK OF HEAT COILED LOW IN MY STOMACH AS HIS TONGUE LAPPED OVER THE SENSITIVE SKIN, SOOTHING WHERE HIS TEETH HAD JUST LEFT THEIR MARK. MY BACK ARCHED INSTINCTIVELY, A SOFT WHIMPER ESCAPING ME.
HE GOT EVEN MORE ROUGH AFTER HEARING MY MOANS, AND HELD MY HAND SO THAT I COULD NOT STOP HIM. AND I STARTED MOANING LOUD AND WIGGLING MY FEET.
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