Danielle

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I pull on his hair, threading my fingers through the soft strands as he bends his head closer. His hand pops the button on his jeans and unzips them just a little. His pants are barely past his hips, but his large mushroom-shaped cockhead is visible as his hand wraps around it and strokes. “Blaze…” I sigh as he runs his fingers over the thick head in circles, white liquid slipping out of the slit at the top.
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