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"Did you make fuck dinner for me baby?" he asked licking her pussy lips, his tongue tracing her slit. "Dessert," she said running her hands through his thick black hair. She had learned to pick her battles with him, some just weren't worth fighting. Growling into her pussy, she felt his tongue go deep into her, licking along her g-spot as his hands held her to his face. Writhing under him, she felt her pussy squeeze around his tongue. Licking all the way up her pussy lips, he stopped to take her clit into his mouth. She gasped exotic pulling away from him, her hips raising into the air. Holding her thighs firm in each hand he swirled his tongue around it. "Today is a big day." He said licking his lips. His hands now gripping her ass again. "What are you talking about?" She said sitting up to look at him, her cheeks flushed red. Grinning, he gave her one last slow lick. "You'll have to see for yourself." She pulled away from him japanese breathing heavily, his mouth was a much more generous lover than his cock. Standing, he reached into his pocket. Taking out his phone, he took a photo of her lying naked on the bed. "What the fuck?!" she screamed, pulling up the covers. Leaning down to her, he pulled the cover away, taking a handful of her breasts. "I need to show that you're okay," he said, squeezing her. "What does Hairy that mean?" she said, sitting up. Her curly hair, still damp from the shower, spilled around her. "Someone sent out a threat," he replied, putting his shirt over his shoulder. His asian dragon tattoo flexed over her face. She touched his chest softly, staring at the 1488 tattoo over his heart. "What kind of threat?" "The kind where I personally come here to see you," he said, twisting her dark pink nipple. "I'm glad I did." He kissed her again, cradling her face. A double knock to the door pulled him from her. Leaving her on the bed, he walked back to the door opening it to the soldiers standing outside. I felt sensations from twelve different bodies, different minds. Hug her. Draw your finger against the wall like you’re writing. "That would be an awkward situation, don't you think?" “Once in France,” Klaus Replied as he pointed a finger to his thigh. She holds two fingers up, and the spinning stops. Moaning into Sarah’s mouth. That tongue licked from the back of her ass to the top of her clit and did it so fast she couldn’t believe it could happen. I squeezed her body a little tighter in my arms, and then brought my hand up, gently touching her cheek. "What the fuck is Hairy your problem, dude?" Also, japanese though she loved men and had what she considered to be a very healthy sex life, she’d never found herself attracted to the idea of two men being together sexually - usually, if she was honest, it fuck kind of exotic grossed her out - but now she couldn’t get enough of the idea. It was a maternal embrace that we’d needed to give to each other, because we’d never gotten it from who we were supposed to. "I hope you imagined what happens after I tell asian them you raped me," she mused, enjoying the look of terror on his face at her lie. “I need your healing skills.”