B2 009 - Do You Trust Me?

PATREA.

Lucan’ hand slid lower until his fingers touched my folds and it made me clamp my legs together. He didn’t withdraw, and he didn’t ask me to open them. He just stayed there, cupping my pussy while his lips kept brushing against my cheek and my jawline.

I had no idea how long I had my legs closed, but I finally decided to part them. Slowly, until I had my legs wide open.

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