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“Get your handcuffs,” he whispered, out of breath. “Sit your ass on my mouth first,” I said, nibbling at his armpit and sending a thumb through the cream-bubble at his hole. “Ah, fuck,” he said, grinding onto the digit. “Please.” “Me first, baby. Me first,” I said, blackmailing him into straddling my face. Raven’s cock toughened in response to it.
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