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She watched him drag it down her legs with his mouth and found herself giggling softly. His eyes met hers, and he chuckled again. Her body was shaking...in anticipation as he kissed his way back up her legs. He seemed to feel her tremble underneath him, and his eyes never left hers as he finally reached his goal. She moaned loudly as his tongue ran over her clit once. Only once. It was like she was trapped in the ocean, the waves washing over her dragging her down into oblivion. She closed her. ”“Not now.”“Now, or never. You decide.”She looked at me, then down; then at me hoping to get a reprieve. But I gave her none. “Okay.”I told her to remove her top. She reached back and untied the bow letting the top slide down but she covered her breasts with her hands. “No covering.” She dropped the top. Then she started wriggling her bottoms down, stopped, saw my face and continued until they were off. She had her legs together. “Olivia, you saw my cock. I want to see your pussy. . More

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