“What types of things do you think about me?” I bring my bottom lip between my teeth as images of her flash through my mind. “You don’t want me to answer that.” Tessa spread out on the bed, her thighs pushed apart and her fingers clawing at the sheets as she comes against my tongue. Tessa’s hips moving in slow, torturing circles as she rides my cock, her moans filling the room. Tessa kneeling in front of me, her full lips parting as she takes me into her warm mouth. Tessa leaning forward, her naked skin glowing in the soft light of the room. She’s in front of me, facing away from me as she
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