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It happens so fast I can barely process it. He reaches into my neckline and pulls one breast out of my tank top, taking the nipple into his mouth. Teasing and nipping until I’m whimpering loudly. “Travis, please,” I gasp, squeezing his abdomen between my thighs. “I can’t wait. I need it now. Now!”
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