“Months. It’s been fucking months of torture. Do you have any idea what that does to a man? The kind of depraved beast he becomes when he can’t have the one thing he needs?” I manage to pop the button of my jeans open and pull down my zipper. My hands shake with the shock of our sudden reunion, but I’m not wasting a single second. “Well, you’re about to find out. Open up, baby.” I wrap my hand around her throat and press under her chin, triggering a reflex that makes her open her mouth a fraction. I slip the tip of my dick between her lips, sliding it back and forth across the plump, moist
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