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Hungry For My Boss II
His hips bucked subtly, a low growl rumbling in his chest. “That’s it, Mara. Just like that. You always know how to make me lose my mind.” His fingers tightened in her hair, guiding her, pushing her down, deeper.
She swallowed, the thick column of his c**k filling her throat, making her gag slightly, but she pushed through it, the desperate need for him overriding any discomfort. Her hands wrapped around his thighs, pulling him closer, anchoring him. She tasted him, sucked him, felt the rigid length of him pressing against the back of her throat. She heard the wet, sucking sounds, the soft shlicking as her mouth worked him, and it only intensified her own burning desire.
“c*m for me, Roy,” she mumbled against his c**k, her words muffled. “Fill my mouth. Please.
