Tristan anger

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But not for long though, he soon moved that hand down her lower body and shoved it in her lacy pant, and began playing with her wet p***y. Her breath hitched when his two fingers slide into her hole. They stayed still for a moment, but soon started moving slowly and she bite her lower lip to hold back the moan that's threatening to come out. His fingers moved slowly for a moment, then he increased his pace -he's stopped sucking her n****e by now and his complete attention was on her p***y. "F-f**k" she moaned quietly but he seemed to have heard her, because his pace increased by ten percent. Just when she closed her eyes to enjoy the moment, he suddenly stopped and pulled out his fingers. Her brows furrowed in confusion and disappointment. "Why did you stop?" She asked in a somewhat

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