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He pulled her head up in down in a quick rhythm, the head of his cock hitting the back of her throat again and again. She could almost take it no more. She pulled up her head and sat up quickly. There were no words, he’d understood why. She climbed up on top of him and pushed her lips onto his. The kisses growing with their need. Pushing his head down, she set up and positioned herself over his face. Her pussy glistening with want as his tongue dove inside of her. She stifled a moan as he flicked his tongue inside her. She thought back to the beginning when he told her she’d been his first and his talents were so obvious that it took him a while to convince her. She smiled again and leaned forward to gain control of herself. He trailed his tongue to her clit and flicked against her, repeatedly. Sucking it into his mouth and teasing it. She shook and quivered above him, trying to keep balance in her legs. His tongue was relentless, lashing against her over and over. Her breath.

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