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Clay flips me around, pushing my back against the stall's partition as he grabs my waist and my hips jut forward. My body sizzles with heat, my thighs still sticky, lust still prickling at every part of me. His lips pull up at the corners in a slow, lazy smile, his eyes glistening with hunger. "Ready?"
My breath hitches at the erotic sight of him, kneeling before me, begging on his knees as he licks his lips with eyes strained on my pu*sy, like he's at my mercy, in the palm of my hands. Oh the power I feel, yet, before I can reply–
His tongue plunges into my p***y, deep, causing me to gasp at the sudden, unannounced, penetration. Clay certainly knows what he is doing as he tongue-fuckes me then circles his quick tongue over my c**t before slipping it deep inside me again.
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