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... ping even lower. My core clenched in anticipation of his touch. When his fingers finally stroked the wet cleft in between my thighs, I cried out softly.
"You’re already so wet, Gail. Do you want it?" Raphael asked, although he probably already knew the answer without me having to tell him in words.
"Yes...please...." I begged him shamelessly.
Raphael stroked my wet slit up and down slowly, teasingly, while I whimpered weakly. The pleasure that he was making me feel made m ...
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