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“Forgive me a cliché,” murmured George, “but you look good enough to eat.” Needless to say, I was well up for being eaten. I just hadn’t realised how literally she meant it until I felt the too-intimate ripple of her breath against my…well, y’know, my arsehole. “Oh…oh Jesus. F-f-fuck.” Her only answer was a wicked laugh. And something that involved her mouth, like, on me. Right on me. Enveloping me in this wet heat and…God…suction. There was suction. And it was a good job I was chained down, because otherwise I would have hit the fucking ceiling. It was like my sphincter was Monaco and every ...more
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