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... oat bulging slightly as she fought to take more of him. Her eyes stayed locked on his, glassy with tears, shimmering with that sickening, sacred blend of shame and need that only she could wear like this.
He wanted more.
No—he wanted everything.
And she had it to give.
With a slow, calculated movement, he pulled back, letting his cock slide free of her mouth with a wet pop that left her gasping, lips slick and parted, strings of saliva connecting her mouth to his ...
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