Melting The Cold Billionaire Heart
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He pressed his finger to her vagina and inhaled her scent. She smelt good , tasted as good. His tongue pushed inside her, her hips rose off the bed and she fell back with a soft thud.
She begged him to stop and cried out in protest when he actually did. His tongue once again joined his finger, working her dripping cunt.
Her nails dug into his fingers, she fisted his bedsheets and cried out his name as he pleased her.