Lola
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As I watched his c**k push tight against his trousers, memories filled my mind.
The way his c**k felt between my lips, the warmth, the way it pulsed, and a thrill, faint but not unnoticed, shot down my spine.
Raphael followed my line of sight, and a coquettish smile burned on his lips. “Can you see the effect you have on me?”
I gulped and dragged my eyes away, my cheeks burning hot with embarrassment.
Raphael’s smile widened. “Turn around,” he said, “slowly.”
I twirled around. I could feel his eyes burning holes in my ass.
When I did a complex 360, I saw he already had his c**k out.
My heart hammered, pulse throbbing in my throat. Was he going to ask me to suck him? Or was he going to put it inside?
My c**t ached with need.
“I don’t know if I should be grateful to God
