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Angel and Amos had both left the room, and I was alone with my pussy sore and my heart pounding at the risk of almost getting caught. I gently dismounted from his face, breathing heavily, feeling dazed and fuzzy all over. Not in my eyes, and not in Angel’s. “Yeah, I’d like that.”
“Cool,” he said decidedly, and moved towards the bed. “I know your house isn’t far, what is it, ten minutes? I felt my clit throb against his tongue as I came again, gasping as I fought to stay quiet. Angel and Amos had both left the room, and I was alone with my pussy sore and my heart pounding at the risk of almost getting caught. I had never felt so tended to, so cared for – he’d already gotten his, and his mission now was to make me cum over and over again.