Lauren Dun

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probably wanting to ease me back and slow me down. But he’d unlocked a secret part of me and set it free, and the feral creature I became was desperate to give him satisfaction. I rocked on my knees, sliding my fist along the length of him in time with my mouth. There was panic in his voice. “Erika, I’m close.”
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