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“Walker. It’s so big.” “I know, baby. Shhh. Come here.” I pull her mouth down for another kiss, then tuck her face into the crook of my neck to muffle her inevitable scream. No help for what comes next. I’m at the point of no return. My blood is a lake of fire and I’m already on the verge of ejaculating, she’s so tight. Fuck, fuck, fuck. “It’s only going to hurt for a second, Meadow, baby. I love you. Just hang onto me.”
The Mobster's Masseuse
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