Chapter 42: Ice Cream
Words : 1968
Updated : Sep 29th, 2025
As Marlee moved, her eyes went glassy. She bit her red lower lip, her breath coming in soft, quick puffs. I saw her breasts, pressed together, had flushed. Right then, she arched her hips higher. That exaggerated, perfect S-curve nearly stole my breath.
She seemed to be at her limit, her gaze locked on my saliva-slick erection. Her face drifted closer and closer, like she wanted to bite down.
I was just as worked up and took the chance. "Do you want to taste me?"
Marlee flushed to the tips...
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