"Oh, babe, not again," I whined. But my nipples were telling a different story. He persisted, "Just tell me." "It's wrong to talk about this." Exactly the reason my pussy got so wet every time he veered into taboo territory. My 'good girl' subroutines were on high alert, but the slithering want in my belly and the overheated wet down below was evidence enough: Do it, boy, I thought, Push
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