Shanice Wolfe

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he pulled out of my mouth, a thick web of saliva linked my lips to his cock. I licked at it, my mouth wet and open and used. With a groan, Axe-Man thrust two fingers over my tongue, hard back and forth. He tasted like salt and vaguely of me from palming my wet pussy earlier.
Caution to the Wind (The Fallen Men, #7)
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