“Kiss me, Marn.” It was so gentle it nearly broke me. Her tongue slipped past my lips and tangled with mine, tasting me as I’d tasted her. My fingertips took on a life of their own, running up and down the warm path of her panties, right through her center; the one getting wetter by the second. “Oh… ohhhh, Jupiter,” she groaned into my mouth as I grazed my thumb over her clit. “I know,” I whispered against her lips. “I’m gonna make it feel so good.” Though in actual fact, I didn’t know whether that’s what I was doing; I only hoped and prayed I was, because I realized that these little moans
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