Chapter 62: Breaking Psy.cho-3

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Much to my surprise, Bly didn't waste any time. Her little tongue darted out, licking the underside of my shaft. I shivered and placed one hand on the top of her head. I moved her hair, holding it out of her face. She wrapped those juicy, natural red lips around my tip and my entire body deflated. She took a little more of me in, working herself until she got half of my length. I was fu.cking mesmerized. "That's right baby, just like that," I cooed. "Feels fu.cking great, Short Cake." And I meant that. This is already the best head I've ever gotten. "Don't push yourself." I was desperately trying not to move my hips, or move Bly's head. I wanted her to feel in control. I wanted her to know she has all the power. And it was fu.cking killing me. Slowly, Bly's eyes wandered up my body unti

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