The Billionaires Club
Then Sebastian rubbed the bundle of nerves between her legs—once, twice, thrice–and she screamed as ecstasy pulsed inside of her in waves.
“That’s right, my sexy kitten. Come for me.” She screamed his name as ripples of euphoria made her rigid and her toes curl. “Good pussy cat,” he said, pumping into her warmth and rubbing her nub until, with one final scream, she went slack.
He held her, withdrew his fingers, and she watched languidly as he sucked his dripping digits. She felt his cock twitch in response to her taste, her eyes widened, and she whimpered her protest. She hoped she didn’t taste gross. But Sebastian didn’t think so because the horny devil smirked and then gave her a taste by
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