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Twenty-Five

Isobelle

I almost came hearing those dirty words.

"I want your tongue, Daddy. Please, make me come."

Grayson leaned over me in a sixty-nine position. A filthy, greedy feeling came over me and I wanted to swallow his cock down my throat.

My lips parted for him, taking him inside my mouth as he drove his tongue between my lower folds. I moaned out loud, feeling the intensity of being stuffed from behind, the vibration in my center, and now Grayson's proficient tongue fluttered over my clit. I massaged his balls as I sucked him, hearing his soft grunts of approval as I took the full length of his shaft into my willing mouth, swallowing him down to the root.

Grayson knew what he was doing with his tongue — my god, his technique was perfect. I knew after tonight I would crave it again and again. My eyelids fluttered, my toes curled, the sound of my muffled cries was enough to raise the roof. My fingers grasped his ass as I sucked up and down his rod like I was drilling for oil. I chased my
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Theresa Vidal
Her parents.are going to bug out aren’t they? But she seems so happy right now.
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