My Sweet Seduction
I can’t help but be bothered by the odd feeling he gives me.
I squeezed both my thighs as he moved his two fingers to my center, and I appeared to want to get up. “Ohh, fuck!” I shouted out, knowing that the longer my nail remained behind him, the more of a scar it was creating.
“Relax, sweetie,” he whispered before kissing me again. He also gently opened and closed my two thighs, where his finger went in and out. With each insertion of his two fingers into my entrance, my body writhed in ecstasy, like if I were crazy.
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