Claire's POV His eyes held mine as though he was trying to decipher if what I had just said was the truth; his stroke lingered, barely hanging on, but I could feel it, each one of them. The pole, which hung in between my legs, settled in, stretching my legs further whenever I tried to move a bit, and it ended up opening my cunt for him wider. He sucked his teeth before slipping his cock in once again, his fingers running on my nipples. I dragged in air, numb for a second at how good it felt, how perfect it was as well. He grunted as he slid in, and when it seemed I had gone further away into the snooker board, he yanked me back with the pole. "Daddy," I moaned when he pulled back, before covering my cunt with his lips. My brain seemed to have somehow developed fog suddenly because of how good it felt. Jerald lapped, sucked, and fingered me, not stopping even when I kept moaning; his hands hovered over my cunt when he took a break to stare into my eyes. "You taste so delicious."
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