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“Open your mouth,” I say. My spit on her pussy isn’t enough, and I’m sure no one’s ever spit in her pretty mouth, either. She hesitates, and I stare at her full lips as I wait for her to do as she’s told. “Come on, sweet bunny, open up for me.” My voice is low and rich with pleasure.
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