My fingers reached out, gripping the hem of the sheets. My manicured fingers dug into the satin, squeezing the fabric until I could feel my palm go numb. My boyfriend, Shawn, had his head buried between my thighs. His tongue flicked the tip of my clit, and my lips parted with ecstasy. I kept my eyes closed, feeling every touch, every motion. “Keep going,” I whispered, moving my hand so I could place it on his head.He went deeper, going faster, making me gasp loudly. This was always the moment he’d caution me to keep it down, reminding me to stay quiet because my mum was in the room right next to mine. But tonight, he said nothing, he let me moan out my desires.His hands started to move away from my legs, past my belly button to my breast. I used my free hand to follow his, intertwining our fingers to keep us connected.But then I felt something strange, something unusual. His hands were hairier, harder. His fingers were longer, sharper.I pushed my eyes open in alarm, trying to re
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