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Like he wants to prove his point, he moves back between my legs, burying his tongue in my pussy to lap up what’s still flowing from me like a river. It takes seconds for him to make me burn again. My nerve ends sizzle, and the tension that just eased starts to build again.

I’m consumed with the desire to touch him. I reach down and wind my fingers through his hair. “Gianni…” I moan his name while lifting my hips.

I offer myself to him, grinding against his face when the pressure from his tongue isn’t enough. Whenever we’re together, he turns me into this greedy, needy slut. Unable to think about anything but more. His rumbles vibrate against my slick, throbbing flesh as he runs his tongue from my asshole up to my clit and back down again, circling my tight asshole before applying just enough pressure to make me cry out.

“Yes! More!” I barely recognize the sound.

Another broken animal sound tears itself from my chest when he pulls my hands from his head and stands. He tears off his shi
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