“I’m coming.” I’m going to pull out, but she holds my hips with both hands, holding me steady as her lips touch the skin of my belly, as my cock pulses, shooting jets of orgasm down her throat. “Fuck,” I groan, holding the back of her head as she blinks up at me, swallowing greedily, round eyes watering. My knees almost buckle as my fingers curl against the damp bricks. My face is against my arm, and my hand slides through her soft hair, cupping her cheek. She takes every drop, not releasing me until my shudders subside, my pulsing stops. Then she rocks back on her heels, holding my waist as
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