Jesi

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“Relax for me,” I say against his lips. One finger pops through the tight ring, and he moans. “Good boy.” His cheeks brighten again at my words. “Hmm, you like being good for me, don’t you, baby?” I lick along his bottom lip, and he turns into me, hiding his face in my neck while I pump my finger in and out of him. “You’re taking it so well.”
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