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Trapped In My Dad's Best Friend's Cabin (2)

Author: Nova Reign
last update publish date: 2026-05-15 23:58:05

Lena’s POV

My knees hit the cabin floor, and his cock is in front of my face. Any remaining pretense that this weekend was about cleaning evaporates like steam.

He’s thick, the thickest cock I’ve seen, with a curve that makes my jaw ache before I even open my mouth. He grips the base and traces the tip across my bottom lip, painting it with pre-cum.

“You had a taste of my mouth,” he says. “Now I want yours. Open.”

I open. He pushes his cock into my mouth, and the stretch of him on my jaw is imm
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