He gave me a moment to breathe.Just a moment. His hands was stroking my thighs, my hips, and the gentle touches that should have been soothing only made me more aware of every nerve ending in my body."Roll over," he said quietly.I did, moving onto my stomach with shaking limbs. The sheets were already damp beneath me from sweat and everything else.His hands slid up my calves, my thighs, spreading my legs wider. Then his palms were on my ass, kneading, spreading me open."Fuck, look at you," he breathed. "So wet. You are glistening like a pure art."I felt him shift on the bed, felt his breath against my inner thigh, and then his tongue was on me again from behind. Licking through me in long, slow strokes that made me moan into the pillow."Up," he commanded. "On your knees."I pushed up shakily, my ass in the air, and face still pressed to the mattress. His hands gripped my hips, holding me steady, and then his mouth was devouring me from this new angle. His tongue slide inside m
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