Sam

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I brush my fingers under her chin just as she pulls apart the fabric of my slacks, and I tilt her face up to meet her gaze. Her pupils are blown wide, her irises a thin sliver around the dark discs, and her mouth is parted to release every sharp exhale that puffs from her. She looks just like I feel. She closes her lips around my thumb and sucks it gently, only for a second, before releasing it, and I feel pleasure rush through my veins. I gulp in a breath when she shucks my pants down my thighs, still meeting my eyes as she leans in to flick her tongue against my stiff cock, which now bobs ...more
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