Chapter 50 ASK ME FOR IT LIKE YOU’RE MY BRIDE

ISABELLA

“Ahhh!” I moaned, leaning back and gripping the sink again, my ass right on that dangerous edge, while that starving beast licked from my asshole up to my clit, catching every bit of my wetness.

Over and over, messing with my head, his fingers spreading my hot entrance, teasing it, tempting...

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