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Undo Me Slowly

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MAXWELL POV:

My tongue drags through her slick folds in one long, broad stroke, tasting her properly for the first time. She’s sweet and musky and addictive. I groan against her pussy and do it again, licking deeper, circling her clit before sucking it into my mouth. Athena’s hips buck hard, a broken moan tearing from her throat. I band one arm across her stomach, holding her down as I eat her like a man starved.

I lick and suck and fuck her with my tongue, alternating between long, slow drags
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