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Sucking Breasts, Twitching Nipples

Penulis: Mia Moans
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“So…” she said, almost sing-song, “are we… still doing that thing we talked about?”

I played dumb for all of two seconds like I'm not craving for same thing. “What thing?”

Her lips curved into a wicked smile. “You know… the sixty-nine.”

My stomach tightened, a rush of heat spreading low. “You’re really not letting that go, huh?”

She shook her head, grinning. “Nope. You promised.”

I looked ahead, pretending to be calm, though my fingers itched to grab her right there in the middle of the sidewalk. “As soon as we get home,” I said under my breath. “No distractions. No waiting.”

Her laugh was soft but loaded, like she already knew exactly how this was going to play out. She bumped my hip with hers and whispered, “Good… because I’ve been thinking about it since you said yes.”

The rest of the walk was a blur, traffic noise, people passing, but all I could think about was her mouth, her body, and the way her ass swayed with every step.

When our house came into view, she leaned in so her lip
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    After training, I stormed off the court, pissed as hell. Sweat was still running down my face, but it wasn’t from playing, it was from sitting on the damn bench the whole time. I didn’t even get a chance to step onto the court, not even for the last five minutes.Basketball was supposed to be my future, but right now, it felt like it was slipping out of my hands.My uncle kept drilling it into my head that he wanted me to be a doctor. That was his dream, not mine. I never cared about needles or textbooks or white coats. I cared about the sound of the ball hitting hardwood, the roar of the crowd, the rush of scoring. That was the only thing that made me feel alive.But he was serious if I couldn’t secure a spot on this school’s team in less than a week, he was yanking me back to Chicago and dumping me into pre med.The thought made my stomach twist.I went back to the locker room, tossing my bag into my corner harder than I meant to. That’s when one of the guys noticed the look on my

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    Her lips were still wet from where she’d gagged on me, her chest rising and falling fast, strings of spit trailing down her chin. My cock glistened with her mess, throbbing, pulsing, demanding more.But I wasn’t done. I grabbed her by the hips and spun her around, shoving her down so her palms slapped against the bed. Her ass raised up perfectly, that tight little clothe clinging to her curves like it was painted on.“Stay right there,” I growled, voice rough in my own ears.Before she could answer, I hooked my fingers into her tights and yanked them down in one savage pull. Her ass spilled out, round, soft, begging to be claimed. I spread her cheeks, and the sight of her glistening slit almost undid me.“Fuck…” I hissed under my breath. “Soaked already. You wanted this, didn’t you?”She gasped, half turning her head. “Yes baby, I want it, I realy…”Her words were cut off the moment my mouth landed on her pussy.I buried my face in her pussy, tongue thrusting deep, lapping, sucking l

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