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I Will Take Her Place…

Author: MURRs.
last update Last Updated: 2025-12-15 10:05:05

“The food is ready. Don—”

I bit down on the last word, my teeth clenched, but it came out more like a moan as he finally released my neck.

“Dish it out,” he ordered, withdrawing his fingers from my pussy slowly, deliberately.

He leaned into my ear. “Would you like to know what you taste like?”

“No. I don’t want that,” I said quickly, without hesitation.

He let out a low growl, amused. “What kind of girl says no to her own wetness?”

“Take it,” he said, voice sharper now. “I don’t want to repeat myself. If it dries off, I’ll start again. And when I do, you’ll be making another meal. A fresh one—completely different. And you know what happens to bad girls who leave little girls hungry. She was starving before I got here.”

I didn’t know if it was something in his voice… some twisted magic behind the way he said it. But my hand moved on its own. I grabbed his wrist and slowly guided his wet fingers to my mouth.

I’d never tasted myself before. I’d never even thought of it.
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