"Then learn how to take it," He hisses, coaxing his fingers further down my throat, a gag trying to force its way out. "You can barely handle my fingers. How do you think my cock would feel pounding into that pretty pussy?" He brushes his cheek against mine. "We both know that fucking glorified frat boy isn’t the reason you’re nearly soaked through your underwear," He whispers, his lip grazing my ear, nipping at my earlobe. "You said it's "my move" Eden?" He questions, throwing my words back at me. "This is only a taste of what kind of moves I’ll make after you sent me that fucking picture
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