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... that even her trained, accommodating throat could not manage—tracked from the corners of her lips, down her chin, dripped onto the heavy swell of her breasts.
From her nostrils, the warm overflow of seed found its way out with the full, indisputable, humiliating quality of a woman who had received more than she could hold and was wearing the evidence.
He pulled out slowly.
The long, dragging withdrawal—her lips closing behind him with the helpless, trained quality of a m ...
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