whispers beneath the moon
The room echoed with the filthy squelch of my soaked pussy, every touch loud and wet, a wanton display meant to break his restraint.
I slid my hand into my mouth, coating my fingers with saliva, then trailed them deliberately down between my thighs. I spread myself again, dragging my slick fingers over my folds, teasing the entrance, and then plunging them just inside before pulling out, showing him how desperate I was to be filled. I circled my clit again, this time harder, faster, grinding my hips into my own touch like a shameless slut. My swollen bud throbbed under every stroke, smearing my wetness everywhere, making sure each movement was visible to him. I moaned louder now, rocking my
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