Kill The Luna
He looked down at me with a dark, unbothered stare that made me feel incredibly small.
After a long time, I finally finished working on his length and pulled my head back with a soft gasp. My mouth was completely filled with thick spit, my dark hairs were completely messed up and sticking to my damp forehead, and my face was totally flushed red and covered in sweat from the exhausting effort. Michael looked down at my messy appearance, a dark, satisfied smirk touching his lips. He reached down, grabbed my upper arms with total power, and placed me flat back on the center of the bed. He climbed over my body like a giant shadow, using his thick knees to aggressively spread my legs wide apart,
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