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Chapter 65 | There’s No One In Here!

Auteur: Crimsontaless
last update Date de publication: 2026-05-17 19:59:19

MAYA

“MOM, DON’T COME IN!” I shouted desperately, my voice cracking mid-sentence as Tristan’s wicked tongue lashed against my clit.

My entire body was shaking uncontrollably. Eyes rolling back, back arched so sharply I thought my spine might snap. He had my legs pinned wide open under the blanket That was falling off, and right as I yelled at my mother, he bit down gently on my swollen pussy lip, tugging it before sucking it hard into his mouth.

A broken whimper escaped me. My hips twitched vio
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