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My eyes didn't stray from his body. I watched him, gulping as his pyjamas pool on the floor. I sat up so fast I nearly hit my back on the headboard. This wasn't the first time I had seen his c**k, but like the first time, it scared me.
No. No way in the seven levels of hell was that monster going in my p***y. It would split me in two.
It was just like him! His c**k indeed matched the rest of the man looking at me with an amused smile on his lips.
I sat up and closed my legs, shaking my head. I take back what I said about being bold. No, I'm not.
Smirking, he approached the bed and got on it, eyebrows raised. “Scared?” He looked down, and I followed his gaze, my eyes widening more.
The mushroom-shaped head was almost as thick as my wrist. Definitely no exaggeration there. Eve
