“Fuck, fuck, fuck, Andre. More.” This time, it’s Andre who groans as he starts to fuck me as well, his hips lifting to meet mine, and he slaps me on the first thigh again, slightly higher than the other. “Such a pretty little thing, aren’t you?” he says through gritted teeth. “You like this, me turning your thighs pink?” “Yes, god, please, I’m so close, Andre. I need to come.” It’s then he smiles at me like the devil himself. “Alright, baby. I’ll take care of you.” I moan in relief as his hand, three fingers lined up, starts to rub my aching clit hard. “Fuck, yea—AH!” He pulls his hand back
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