Taking a Trip

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Wetness that he gladly, though slowly, lapped up as his tongue continued to press against her. He shuddered, whole body tensing, at the sounds she made. His erection throbbed painfully between his legs against the bed, wishing to be in the place of his lips and tongue but had no voice so it was ignored.

Enough. Jack began to grind his hips against the bed as he continued to lick her body, the noises her body and his mouth making sounded like somebody enjoying an treat maybe too much. But the sound wasn’t the focus of his concern, right now. 

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