Leandra Parsons

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My climax built furiously fast, and I tossed my head back, moaning and bouncing in his lap. Deftly, I felt his hand wrap around my throat, and he squeezed with just enough pressure to make my vision go dark and heighten all my other senses. “Open your mouth,” he said, and when I did, he slicked his fingers inside.
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