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38 - Survival

作者: Grace Kara
last update 公開日: 2026-08-31 19:51:48

I didn't answer. I took him into my mouth, sliding deep and slow. The taste of him was intoxicating, a mix of salt and heat.

I used my tongue to swirl around the head, creating a rhythmic friction that had him gasping for air. I could hear the wet, sliding sounds of my mouth working on him, a sound that felt obscenely loud in the quiet of our corner.

I looked up at him while I worked, watching the way his face crumbled. His eyes were closed, his head tossed back against the brick wall, his ja
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