Al_leyah
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"What the fuck are you crying for?" He asks, gripping my neck tighter as tears rolled down my cheeks.
"People cry when the dick is good!" I snapped.
He darts his tongue out to wet his lips and I can see the tongue piercing clear as day.
"My dick that good, darling?"
I nod, "Your tongue is even better." I spread my legs and tilt my head. "So shut up and clean up the mess you made between my legs."
He chuckles and smirk, "Yes ma'am. After all, your word is my law."
Checkmate.
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