I reverently take the hard shaft in both hands, gently locking my fingers around it. Stroking up and down the length. Watching the way Mason’s expression morphs with agony and need. I want to take my time with this beautiful cock, but seeing the pain in his eyes reminds me that this isn’t about me. Mason needs this. Mason needs me. “Tell me what you need,” I demand quietly. He reaches up and gently strokes my cheek. He pauses. “Suck my cock, Karli. Open that pretty mouth for me.” His low, deep voice makes me gush between the legs. Taking control, I lean down and slide my lips over the head of
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