Leandra Parsons

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My breathing deepened as I watched her pink tongue dart out circling, tasting, discovering, and then finally she closed her mouth around the head and sucked. My balls pulsated in rhythm with the hollowing of her cheeks. Occasionally her teeth still scraped my cock but only briefly and it added to my pleasure. It took considerable effort not to fuck her mouth like I wanted to.
Twisted Hearts (The Camorra Chronicles, #5)
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