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Cole's POV "Cole... oh gods, it's too much," she moaned, her hands tangled in my hair, pulling me closer, her hips grinding against nothing, desperate for relief. I hooked my fingers into her panties and tore them down her legs, the soaked lace ripping slightly in my haste. The scent of her arousal hit me like a drug—musky, intoxicating and I spread her thighs obscenely wide, pinning them open so she was completely exposed, her p***y glistening, swollen, and begging. "f**k, look at this greedy little cunt," I groaned, my voice thick with raw hunger. "Soaked and pulsing for me. You’re my w***e Esme, you’re dripping like my desperate w***e already, ready to be devoured." I said and instantly I buried my face between her legs without warning, my tongue dragging from her tight entrance t

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