JULIAN

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Claire’s moans filled the quiet apartment as my fingers kept thrusting into her, rough and deep just like she’d begged. Her red lace panties were shoved to the side, soaked through, and her juices coated my hand and dripped down onto the couch. I could feel her walls fluttering around my fingers, gripping tight every time I curled them against that sensitive spot inside her.

But I needed more. I needed to taste her. I pulled my fingers out slowly, making her whimper at the loss. Her eyes were glassy with lust as I dropped to my knees fully between her spread thighs.

I hooked my fingers...