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Hunter had slowed his pace, clearly intent on holding back until Elijah exploded inside my mouth. The salty taste of his pre-c*m burst on my taste buds, and I knew there would be even more of his c*m when he finally came.
I felt a flutter of nerves about how much it would be and whether I could swallow it all, but I kept working him, not wanting to stop until I had him completely lost in the moment. It felt powerful, especially since I hadn’t felt very powerful lately. It was exhilarating, and for the first time in a while, I was in control—or at least somewhat in control, and I enjoyed it immensely.
Suddenly, Hunter struck my bottom. The mix of pain and pleasure made me moan around Elijah’s c*ck, eliciting a groan of satisfaction from him.
“F*ck, she loved that,” Elijah said
