Are you all right, he whispered, his lips brushing the tips of my spiky hair. Granted, I knew he was only being discreet so as to save poor Hillary from being reamed again, but my knees didnt know the difference. They betrayed me, buckling under his hot breath on my ear and the deep whisper that tickled my senses.
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