“I want my name in your mouth as you cum for me Puppet.” Her crude words flare up my cheeks, biting on an orgasm I have no idea how to execute but intuition is telling me I don't need to as my whimpers escalate. “Hold it Love. Don't let it go.” It's like she can feel it through her fingers, manipulating my every movement as she draws out the last of my virtue. “Good girl. Just like that.” Her strokes are rhythmic. A steady pace as she learns my body. Pushing my buttons until I'm shaking like a leaf against her mouth, nearly breaking the headboard as I tug on its railing.
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