𝟮𝟬 | 𝗧𝗮𝗹𝗸 𝗼𝗿 𝘄𝗮𝗹𝗸❓

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𝓗𝓮 𝓱𝓮𝓵𝓭 𝓱𝓮𝓻 𝓱𝓮𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓵𝓲𝓴𝓮 𝓪 𝓹𝓾𝓹𝓹𝓮𝓽 𝓸𝓷 𝓼𝓽𝓻𝓲𝓷𝓰𝓼, 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓼𝓱𝓮 𝔀𝓪𝓼 𝓫𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓼𝓯𝓾𝓵𝓵𝔂 𝓾𝓷𝓪𝔀𝓪𝓻𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓽𝓱𝓮 𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓬𝓮 𝓸𝓯 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓪𝓯𝓯𝓮𝓬𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷.


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The thin, lacy panties were wrapped around his palms, which did not go unnoticed by Mili while he urgently shoved her bare body down onto the table's cold surface. The cold surface bit into her skin, raising goosebumps on its own accord.

Without a word, Daniel brought the delicate fabric to his face, his eyes locked on her face as he inhaled the scent of her. His hands firmly held her thighs and parted her legs to capture the view of her exposed, moist core. She was glistening down there just by him devouring her lips, touching her delicate body.

Mili became violated-ly stunned as she witnessed him lowering his face, shifting between her legs. Mili had little to no knowledge about sex, which definitely increased after Daniel and her crazy sessions day after day. But she could not really understand why he was moving his face between her legs, that too near her core.

She gulped out, a feeble salacious moan escaping her bemused lips, making him find more motive in continuing so.

"Daniel," she was forced to call out his name not realising his further actions.

"W-what are you doing?" Mili queried as his breaths sparked against her pussy. Her thighs were strictly held by his muscular hands, giving Mili no way to move them from that very spot.

Daniel lifted his face a little to meet her baffled eyes. "You want to talk or walk?" He questioned completely out of context for her.

"What?" Mili nimbly responded.

"If you keep talking, I'll fuck you so hard that you won't be able to walk," he growled, his voice dark and heavy with intent, making her stomach twist in nervous anticipation.

"I believe Mili is smart enough to make the right choice," he added with a teasing smirk, knowing exactly how to play with her fragile innocence. Daniel was unimaginably good at manipulating her innocent mind, always leaving her with no real escape. It was her forfeiture on either side and to date, Mili had not been able to learn the courage to take his threats lightly. So, with a soft sigh of surrender, she rested her head back on the table, silently accepting his demand.

A sudden strike of his invading tongue against her warm core made Mili let out another soft gasp. It was her first time getting tongue fucked as well as his first time submitting himself to pleasure any woman down there, that too someone who had not gone down on him. Mili had these easy charms in her which always triggered him to savour her reactions while he would introduce her to certain things which she never knew before. He, now, definitely felt possessive about getting to be the first and last man to feast on her innocence.

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