“Oh, no, you’re not cleaning up,” he said, and Ana’s brows narrowed. “You’re going to walk around the rest of this museum with my cum leaking out of that pretty fucking pussy.” “So possessive,” she teased. Sam’s brow heightened as he paused in buckling his belt. “Baby, you have no idea.” He hovered over her and reached between her thighs, feeling the stick already threatening to spill down, and he smiled as he brought his covered thumb to her mouth, where he dragged the pad over her bottom lip. “Taste us,” he said. “Tell me what you think.” Her tongue ran over her lip, and she smiled up at
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