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I closed my own eyes and teased his slit with the tip of my tongue. Flicked at the ring and ball protruding from the top.
How you had actually met. I'm still processing it.
I clutched at the couch cushion, but my nails just scraped the plush material. My eyes fluttered open, and I couldn't stop licking then pressing my lips together.
But this morning when I asked her if Dirk was defrosting the turkey at his place because I'd not seen it, she dropped the bomb that he was on a no-poultry diet and had bought a ham for us to bake instead tomorrow.
"Maybe it would help to sit down?" Chris said from his seat on the other side of the island.
It was the same routine on Sunday. Chris was gone by morning, his bedding neatly folded on the ottoman.
Kind of makes me glad I don't have a lot of money to spend. " I just nodded and continued following him to the office where we were supposed to check in.