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I don’t want to go overboard too soon. The thrill is immediate.
I glance at Mark and see that he’s thrilled to be watching me, even though he’s only just cum. The taste of him is strong in my mouth, and that increases my excitement as vibrations ravish my clitoris and the thick dildo rotates inside me.
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