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“I won’t be able to touch you. But you’re welcome to ride my cock, or my face. I’m very good with my tongue.” He kisses me again, and this time, when his tongue enters my mouth, it divides in two, each section wriggling suggestively. My heartbeat skyrockets and my breath catches.
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