Destynnee  Realta

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“Holy fuck,” Lex cries out as I gurgle around him. My spit is everywhere, I’m drooling like a leaky faucet, and my eyes are wet with tears streaming out of them. The noises my throat is making are offensive, but I can’t stop. I don’t want to stop.
Lex (Unexpected, #5)
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