Still – it’s so hard – I can’t hold it back much longer – I groan, my back arching, and I whimper as I turn my face to him over my shoulder. “Kent,” I pant, “I can’t – I can’t hold it back anymore – “ “Beg me for it,” he growls, a hand sliding across my stomach to grasp my breast, his fingers tw
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