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45: Immense Pleasures.

Penulis: Scooley
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I winched when I felt the ice touch the entrance of my pussy. Gosh… I’ve never felt ice on my pussy before. I didn’t know cold could feel this good. It was crazy. The shock of it made me shake a little. It was cold, but the way it touched me… it brought something out of me I didn’t expect. It made me feel things I didn’t know I could feel.

Then he put in another ice. I gasped, louder this time. The cold hit deeper, and I moaned without even thinking. Then I felt his tongue on my pussy, licking out the ice like he was chasing it with his mouth, and it made my body jumped. It was too much. Too cold, too hot, too everything. My thighs clenched, but I couldn’t stop shaking.

“You love that, doll?” he asked amidst his mouth full of my pussy lips.

His voice was low, and full of heat. I couldn’t even speak, I felt my eyes roll in ecstasy. Everything inside me was melting. My chest was rising fast, and my breath became shallow. The pleasure was immense, It was taking over. My body felt like it
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