His fingers pressed into me, each movement unhurried, relentless, as though he was savoring every tremor that shook my body.
My chest tightened, and I bit down on my lip, trying to stay silent, trying to hold back the sound that clawed at my throat as his fingers moved with slow, torturous intent. He flicked and rubbed my c**t as he……
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