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He pulled back just slightly, his warm breath ghosting over my slick, swollen clit as his fingers took over, rubbing slow, firm circles against the sensitive nub. His tongue darted out again, joining the motion of his fingers, doubling the pressure, and I cried …
Little Kitty
✍ Posy Churchgate
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