Krista Garcia

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He foists me up, hooking my thighs around his head, and I’m brought face-to-face with the bulge in his pants. My legs squeeze around his throat, and he groans. I feel his hot breath on the inside of my thighs, and shock pounds through me. There’s no way. Right?  “Cy—” I start.  He buries his face into my wet, throbbing sex, and proceeds to eat me out ferociously.
Nanny for the Neighbors
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