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He laps at me just like he did in the shower. Fucking devouring me. My ass pushes back into his face, wanting more. His tongue goes straight for my hole, making me gasp in pleasure. “You’re so good at that,” I say into the pillow. “I can’t wait for you to teach me how to do it.” His tongue swirls around my circumference, making me tremble. I can barely hold myself up. Pulling back suddenly, he smacks his lips together “Why do you taste...minty?” “Oh, I. Um, well, I used mouthwash. You know. Down there.”  “You washed your asshole with mouthwash?” “Yeah. I thought...well, I thought it would. I ...more
The Right Wrong Number
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