Lola
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As I watched his c**k push tight against his trousers, memories filled my mind.
The way his c**k felt between my lips, the warmth, the way it pulsed, and a thrill, faint but not unnoticed, shot down my spine.
Raphael followed my line of sight, and a coquettish smile burned on his lips. “Can you see the effect you have on me?”
I gulped and dragged my eyes away, my cheeks burning hot with embarrassment.
Raphael’s smile widened. “Turn around,” he said, “slowly.”
I twirled around. I could feel his eyes burning holes in my ass.
When I did a complex 360, I saw he already had his c**k out.
My heart hammered, pulse throbbing in my throat. Was he going to ask me to suck him? Or was he going to put it inside?
My clit ached with need.
“I don’t know if I should be grateful to God
