“Good boy,” I whispered. I blushed again, excited by saying such a thing. He moaned softly, relaxing into his seat. I watched as he lifted his hand to his lips, his tongue licking up his own cum. “Cam,” I breathed out. “What?” He smirked. “Isn’t that what you would do?” “Yes. I would…” “Then open your mouth,” he said. My eyes widened, but I did as he said. I parted my lips for him as he licked up the rest of his cum, but he didn’t swallow. Instead, he stood and walked to the edge of the bed, leaning over me. He gripped the headboard behind me, his face hovering right above mine. And then
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