"Yes," Coco said. Paxton could do whatever he wanted so long as he kept touching her.He pushed up and undid the button on her shorts then yanked those and her panties down her legs and over her boots. She didn't even have the presence of mind to be self conscious it all happened so fast. And then Paxton was leaning over her again, touching her stomach, kissing her chest then her hip. Her mind was awash in pleasure and sensory overload.A kiss on her mound made her jump, both from surprise and because it was too much. He pressed his palm to the spot, as though he understood her nerves were too raw. But the respite only lasted a moment.He sank to the floor, his arms under and around her legs holding her prisoner, and then she felt his tongue. A very intimate touch against her folds. She reached down and grasped his wrist in a vain attempt to pull him up. He pressed against her, exploring her sex with his tongue and mouth, kissing her in a far more intimate way.His blunt fingers pr
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