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I cried out, finally reaching for his arms. "Naughty, naughty.
" The words just kind of fell out.
At him. My favorite time was when he was sleeping.
I didn't even cringe. That had to have smarted, but he deserved it for the whopper he'd fed me.
And damn it, I was hard as a rock again. My intent to ask you for a blanket and pillow to sleep on the couch went out the window.
That was obviously our busiest time of the year.
If you want more, I can get it for you. I can try to find you a new pan.
That sent his cock twitching. Gently sucking on the crown, I ran the pad of my right thumb up and down the ridge of imbedded rods on the underside of his cock.