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Archer wanted to claw his throat out. He needed to come so badly he felt like he was going to vomit. But nothing was going to stop him from f*****g Lily until she couldn’t speak.
Watching her touch herself was the single most erotic experience of his life. She was amazing. He’d lived with all men for long enough that he’d been walked in on more than once, and seen too many d***s for his sanity, but watching a woman pleasure herself, one who was doing it for her own benefit and not that of whatever camera was trained on her, was seriously f*****g hot.
When Lily’s body stopped pulsing around him, he finally choked back the pain of holding back his own pleasure and was able to focus on her again. She likes it fast and rough, he could tell that, but she also liked to be touched and kisse
