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  • A Lucid Account of Lust

    Now Sloan is on top digging into me. Choking me and slapping me to remind me I’m not currently in control. Sloan grabs my face and says “The wetter you get the more I have to have you. I’m not sure it I’ll ever get enough.” I throw my panties with my teeth and choke them back, bringing our faces to one another. I respond, “I don’t plan on letting you.” We Cum again and again leaving puddles of our night all over my office floor. I squirt so much I put Sloans face in it to taste the new fruits of their labor, something for that flight home they can savor.