48. Did I Do Something Wrong?

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Song: Fire on Fire by Sam Smith  He gazed up at me, his eyes looked tormented, dark with need. Brushing his lips between my breasts, he shifted and, with a devilish look, they closed in around my n*****s. f**k. I couldn't help it as a groan escaped my mouth. If he was driving me insane before, it was completely psychotic now. Waves of pleasure jolted through my body as he flicked his tongue around the sensitive bud. I wanted to cry. This was my own personal purgatory but maybe in a good way. My ankles dug into the mattress as he continued his relentless torture, quickly bestowing his attention on my other n****e before my body could relax for just a brief second. What was he doing? I wanted him to stop and yet not. I have no idea what I want anymore. Wetness spread between my legs, th

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