“It was the wildness of it that got me going: the primal lust, the sheer needs of two people in heat, quickly finding ways to express their sacred hunger to each other in animal passion.”
Fiona Thrust,
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He doesn't respond, instead my right breast is fondled and its hard n****e is plucked at and I moan out, the intense feeling I’ve felt seconds ago becoming hyped into a s****l one. He lets go off my breast and his long fingers move upward and his finger in me dives deeper and as I gasp from the pleasure, he inserts two of his other finger into my mouth.
The fact that I happen to be one with very high sanitary value flies through the window as his hand invade my mouth and I'm left helpless to the assault, “Weather?” he asks as he begin to move his finger in and out of my mou
