Deja Trotman

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“Gimme your mouth.” I dropped my head back at the demand and his lowered to accept the offering. A few moments passed with me lost in him and then heat exploded from my core, sprinting to the outer edges of my body, forcing a deep guttural moan from me as my hips jutted forward and I convulsed around his fingers. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
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