“This shit here ain’t nothing, Ice,” he groaned as he licked my earlobe. “Be ready to make this pussy cum for a nigga all night, baby.” His strokes were faster, and my insides grew hotter. “I’m going to make you scream my name, and I’m going to make your husband listen. Matter of fact,” he stopped his assault on my neck and my eyes opened slightly, “look at him while I make you cum. Keep your eyes on your husband while I finger fuck his pussy.”
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Nek Mills,
Only for One Night