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Scott — 🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️🌶️ One thing leads to another (1)

Author: Scarlett Jane
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-27 08:49:25
She was so wound up by now I actually felt her shiver.

"I wasn't, I didn't… Urgh. Jackass," she complained, squirming beneath me, just as my fingers landed on her panties and I started rubbing her folds in gentle circles.

"Freak," I said, looking up at her as my lips landed between her breasts, my fingers still working between us.

I snuck a look up at her and the faces of perfect pleasure she was making, pleasure I was giving her.

"Scott, for fuck's sake," she said, looking down at me, gaping with pleading eyes.

Her hand reached out for me and I kissed her palm. She cupped my cheek with one hand, the other grabbing onto the sheets and I slipped my hand into her panties, stopping to stroke her folds and touch her wet core, before I returned to her clit, increasing the tempo.

"Scottie, please," she begged.

"Yes, Stace?" I asked tauntingly, encircling one of her nipples with the tip of my tongue, before sucking it into my mouth. "What do you need, baby?"

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