Leandra Parsons

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My other hand finds his base, stroking the soft, silky skin over his thick shaft. I’m tightening my abs so I can lean up, wanting to flick my tongue over his sac, when his mouth seals around my cockhead. "Aghhhh." My hips buck, and he moves his mouth off me. "You okay?"  "Yeah. Please. Fuck."
Wrath (Sinful Secrets, #4)
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