#143122 - He watched her with a glint in his eye waiting to see what she’d do next. The kitchen was a blur and she felt lightheaded from the sudden movement but felt herself being placed, relatively carefully, on the dining table that occupied one corner of the kitchen. Finding that she was a little dry and his skin somewhat rough he brought his fingers up to her lips and she clutched his hand, sucking at his finger and using her tongue to thoroughly dampen it with her spit before he slid his fingers back beneath her lower lips to play with her clit, occasionally bringing his fingers lower to try to draw moisture from her vagina as she began to grow wet from his forceful touch.
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