Which is why no one else will ever see it, touch it, taste it. “Or do you want me to just slide inside of you? Because I’m a big fan of this perfect pussy.” He ground against me. I believe you said something about putting your mouth on me?” He smirked, waggling his brows playfully. “Now, let’s get back to what you were saying before. He gripped my thighs as he kneeled on the bed between my legs. Per your request, the contract is in writing.” He tossed the pen back onto the nightstand. My face cracked into a smile, amused by the strain in his voice and his, um, yeah. “All of those things you just said-yeah, do those.” “You should do those things.” He cleared his throat, his body’s answer growing hard and straining against my thigh. “No,” he said, swallowing hard enough to make his Adam’s apple bob. Would that help? Or should I do something else?” “So, I should just put my mouth on your cock again? You know, slide it in real deep until it taps the back of my throat, and then suck hard, while I run my tongue all over you. “Why don’t you do it again and then it might help me give you a proper answer?” “I can’t really remember.” He shrugged, fighting a smile. Is it possible to use water to turn out the sun?
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