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Complete, First published Apr 16, 2023
Mature
"you sit up with hands still cuffed behind your back. You take your time in kissing all over his shaft especially the sensitive underside. Just breathing next to it had him rearing to go. You start licking softly like you would on a popsicle. He grunts quietly when your kisses starts to turn sloppy, wet smacking noises resounded loudly, as well your his heavy breathing. "
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