“Please.” She pushes her ass toward me, her voice urgent. “Do it. Please. For me.” Begrudgingly, I fuck her, slow and careful, holding her by the waist, watching her silken, raven hair spilling over her smooth back. She is still mostly dry, but every time I see her wince, I push my fingers into her mouth and use her saliva as lubricant, massaging her clit in the process in the vain hope she’ll get a little wetter. “Are you sure this is okay?” I ask gruffly, feeling like a goddamn high schooler and hating every moment of it. “It’s amazing. Ohhh, just like that. Please.” “You don’t feel like
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