She groaned as my hand slid from her hips up, grazing her breasts and collarbone and pausing at her neck. She was so beautiful. “Constantine?” she asked me, but I didn’t answer. Instead, I bent and inhaled deeply through the mask. She smelled divine. I’d spent so many years imagining this moment, and here it was. “You’re so fucking sexy,” I murmured as my hands found her tits and caressed the budding nipple. “When was the last time you came?” “Never.” She gasped and put her hands around me. “By choice?” She nodded. Why was that so fucking hot? “I’m going to help with that. You’ll have no
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