Brycee

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“Tell me where I’m gonna come tonight,” he orders, leering above me, chasing his own release. “Say it, pretty thing.”  “My pussy,” I mutter, sinking into the mattress beneath me, content to let the plush material absorb my thoroughly fucked body. My inner walls contract, squeezing around his shaft, feeling those barbells rub against the skin inside me.  Jesus fucking Christ. Like he needed the piercings with a dick this fucking big.  “That’s right, baby. It’s all mine, all fucking mine,”
The Oath We Give (Hollow Boys, #5)
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