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When I let go, I didn’t waste any time, instantly reaching for her shirt. I took it off and knelt on the floor to remove her jeans and panties next. While I was down there, I looked up at her. “Jesus,” I groaned. “Your body is fucking perfect.”

As she processed what I’d said, need pulsed across her face.

The hunger in her eyes increased.

I was sure she was only getting wetter.

With her pussy so close to me, it was easy to check.

I gripped her thighs and steered her toward me, pushing the point of my tongue in between her lips and slowly dragging it up. When I reached the top, I flicked her clit back and forth.

“Smith,” she moaned, fisting my hair, rocking her hips forward.

She tasted so good.

I slid two of my fingers inside her, turning my wrist in a circle to grind through her wetness and give her the added friction she needed.

“Oh my God,” she breathed.

She was getting louder.

She was constricting around my knuckles.

She was close.

Not wanting her to come yet, I pulled my tongue off
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