#97288 - The way he used to run his bitten fingernails down your naked spine, as you straddled him in the driver’s seat of his beaten up death trap. They lay totally spent and gasping for air, intermittently exchanging kisses as the rain continued to fall hard outside. He looked up at her as his tongue thrust deeper, her hands buried still in the thickness of his hair, their eyes met as the tip of his firm tongue unearthed her clit and suddenly she was out of her body.
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