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58: The Real Words
JUDAH's POV :
"Did I do something wrong?" she looked up quickly with a puzzled look on her face.
"If you go on like this, I'd lose myself right here and now. And that's not what I want," I let out a short laugh as she turned red in response.
Bending down to reach for my jeans, I pulled out a fresh pack of condoms from the wallet in my back pocket. She watched me intently, not moving an inch, as I rolled the rubber down my length.
Once I was done, I gave her a quick smile as I grabbed her by the hand. I laced her fingers through mine, before pinning it gently back against the wall.
"Such bad hands," I hissed playfully.
Using my free hand, I pulled her one thigh up and arched her body so she was completely open to me. My manhood was rubbing against her and she scrunched her eyes shut in response.
"Open your eyes,"
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