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“A gentleman holds my hand. A man pulls my hair. A soulmate will do both.” — Alessandra Torre Karma POV: Oh, yes, I might be mad at Lance. But the way he is moving his tongue and fingers I just might forgive him. My legs are wide open, my ass wants more of his finger. I feel it. I feel my o****m brewing. My body took over, I arched my back ready for the o****m to hit. “Fuck......yeah!”, I came all over Lance's lips and fingers. “Baby you have no idea how good you taste”, he said. “Show me”, I said with a smile. Lance crawls on top of me and kisses me. As he is kissing me, I felt his d**k nudge at my back entrance. I pulled in closer to me as he sank inside my ass. He went slow, too slow for my liking. I want him fast and hard even if he is in my ass. Lance looked me in the eyes

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