Dameon Page 4
by Kali Hart
When he slips a finger between us and rubs my clit, that’s it. I’m done. “Fuck me, Dameon. I’m coming!”
“Good girl.” He waits for me to come down from my high, letting me fall into his muscular arms. “Catch your breath, babe. We’re going onto round two.”
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