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Pizza/Dick Delivery 2

Author: Mia Moans
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His eyes lingered far too long on my breasts, then darted away as if he could erase the thought from his head. But I saw it. I always saw it.

“You’re still standing here,” I whispered, stepping so close my nipples brushed his shirt, damp heat searing through the fabric. “If you really didn’t want this, you’d be gone already.”

“I… I really can’t,” he breathed, though his voice lacked any conviction. His cock pulsed against the front of his pants, stiff and begging.

“Yes, you can.” My hand slipped down, bold and deliberate, cupping the heavy bulge through his trousers. He jolted, a strangled gasp tearing from his throat, his body betraying him completely.

“No. Selena…” His attempt at protest dissolved into a groan as I gave a slow squeeze. The boy’s knees bent slightly, as though his legs were losing the will to hold him.

I leaned up, lips grazing his ear. “Do you feel that? Your cock knows the truth even if your mouth doesn’t. You want this. You want me.”

He shook his head, but weakly
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