Jem Zero

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“Jesus,” Olu pants, tugging at my hair. “Come here. Just fucking—come here. I need to see you. I need you in me.” I give him one last lick and straighten up. “Well, since you need it so bad…” “Actually, never mind. Get my dick in your mouth again so you can’t talk back.”
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