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I rub that tight little nipple as we kiss, practically mauling her as she drags her hand over my cock. I nip at her lower lip, and when she makes another one of those sexy whimpers, I want to fling her skirts over her head and lick her until she screams my name. And now that I have that visual in my head, I won’t settle for anything less. “Lie back for me, Penny.”
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