“Look at this mess. It’s gushing out of your hole, baby. You’re soaking his cock and dripping all over my sheets. Are you gonna help me clean it up?” “Yes, Daddy,” I repeat, flames licking up my insides as telltale tingles spark in my toes. Finally—fucking finally—Kylian puts his mouth on me. Instead of licking my clit like I expect, like I so desperately desire, he runs the tip of his tongue along the rim of my pussy where it’s stretched taut around Locke’s dick. Just once. Then he rises to his knees, grips my jaw with one hand, and looks me right in the eye. “Open your mouth,” he mutters,
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