Lyra“Yes,” I moaned, “please, don’t stop… Raguel.”He didn't. His fingers explored my wet folds, teasing my entrance before sliding inside. I was so ready for him, so wet that he entered easily, first one finger, then two. He curled them inside me, finding that spot that made my toes curl. My breath hitched, my body tensing as pleasure built in my belly.While his fingers worked their magic inside me, his other hand made quick work of the buttons on my shirt. The fabric loosened, and he tugged it off, exposing my breasts to the cool night air. My nipples pebbled instantly, hardening into tight buds that ached for his touch.He obliged, lowering his head to take one nipple into his mouth. The wet heat of his tongue against my sensitive flesh made me cry out. He sucked gently at first, then harder, his teeth grazing the nipple. The stimulation of his mouth on my breast and his fingers in my pussy was almost too much to bear.“Raguel,” I gasped, “I need… I need…”“I know,” he murmured,
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