Philip I'm at my wit's end. Sarah nonchalantly sipped on her milkshake, igniting an unexpected thirst within me. I want to suck my tongue inside her mouth, to taste what's inside there. Following her into the bedroom, I found remnants of the milkshake glistening on her lips, tempting me like a thief drawn to treasures. "Ehhhm!" As I indulged my desire, Sarah pushed me away with a firm rebuke, her cheeks flushed with irritation. "You're really pushing the boundaries of your lustfulness! You, pervert!" she admonished. Unable to resist, I confessed, "I can't help it. I want to taste what's within your mouth." Her cheeks reddened further as she countered, "What if it's another man's cum, huh?" Unsure how to respond to her provocative remark, I found it, blaugh, distasteful. "You mean my own?" I quipped. "Philip, you're disgusting!" Sarah's cheeks reddened further. "Are you seriously suggesting you want to taste your own... cum?" Though her words should have deterred me, the
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