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Her Master’s Wedding-13
“I like them very much.” “Beth did it for me. And yes, if you like them, I’ll keep them, at least for a few days.” Her palms flat on my chest, she slides hands up my shoulders, taking the shirt over and off. Leaning in, she kisses my chest…. So slight a touch, but it sets my heart pumping and the pressure at my groin rising. Her eyes drop to my belt, then once more rise to meet mine. I only smile down, waiting. Unbuckling my belt and unzipping me, yet again, she looks up, the whites of her teeth pearly against her lips, then easing me free, she drops to her knees and takes me in her mouth. It’s instinctive, the reaction. My head drops back, eyes squeezing tight, a shudder running through my chest. Her heat scalds around my cockhead, then her tongue laves down and along the shaft, and
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