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“I can make it feel even better. I can add my tongue. Do you want that?” “Yes,” I cry out, my feet digging into the mattress. “And what do we say when we want something?” he taunts. My eyes widen and my eyebrows furrow. “Bloody bastard. Just do it already,” I snap. “Nah.” He shakes his head. “This is payback for when you held a gun to my head and made me fuck air. Such a big mouth you had then. Such confidence. Where is that now, Lucille?” If looks could kill, he’d be dead right now. “Why do you like to mess with me?” “Because I like that burning fire in your eyes. And it makes your pussy that much wetter.” — Dolores Lane
I can make it feel even better. I can add my tongue. Do you want that?”
“Yes,” I cry out, my feet digging into the mattress.
“And what do we say when we want something?” he taunts.
My eyes widen and my eyebrows furrow. “Bloody bastard. Just do it already,” I snap.
“Nah.” He shakes his head. “This is payback for when you held a gun to my head and made me fuck air. Such a big mouth you had then. Such confidence. Where is that now, Lucille?”
If looks could kill, he’d be dead right now. “Why do you like to mess with me?”
“Because I like that burning fire in your eyes. And it makes your pussy that much wetter.