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He was grinning at me, and I felt like I wanted to grin back. I propped myself up, using my arms to support me so that I had a better view of what he was doing. Shit shit shit. Hell, even I can’t describe it in words. He had changed his shirt but still had on the same pair of jeans. I must’ve came again because his fingers were making a sloppy sound each time they plunged into my hole. That made me relax almost instantly and I realized that it was okay, this was John, he wasn’t going to hurt me. We had wanted this for so long. He suckled them gently, casually grazing his teeth over them every now and then. I wanted to feel his tongue over my pussy.
