“Trust me, menace,” I say before lowering my head again, sucking on her clit like she needs, giving her both relief and building her painful pleasure higher. “Yes, yes, yes,” she chants, hips moving in time with my fingers. I stop again. I move to her clit and start to rub. Olivia shrieks. “Oh god, fuck . . . No, Andre, I don’t—” “Trust me, baby. Make a mess for me, my menace.” The wet sound continues as she begins to convulse, Liv no longer in control of her own body as I continue my assault. And then it happens. She screams. Olivia screams, and as I rub her clit, a gush of liquid comes from
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