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My tongue tingled, my mouth pooled with saliva. I bent down, running my nose either side of her lips until I was coated in her. She shot up the bed with a groan as I took my tongue and dragged it up the length of her slit. “That noise, Marn. Fuck! I’ve only heard it in my dreams.” Another flash of lightning illuminated her, as I resumed my position. “Ohhhhh… God,” she cried.
The Third Baseman (The New York Lions #1)
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