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My Dick In His Mouth

Author: C Pinky
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ELI

"Maybe tomorrow we can try again."

The words hang between us.

His hand is warm in mine. His eyes are hopeful but guarded, like he's afraid I'll take it back.

Tomorrow.

But tomorrow feels like forever when he's sitting right here, looking at me like I'm the only thing that matters.

I'm still angry. Still hurt.

But I also miss him. Miss his hands on me. Miss the way he makes me feel when everything else disappears and it's just us.

"Actually," I say, tightening my grip on his hand. "M
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