[ She watches him with hooded eyes. The way his tongue laps at her fingers goes straight between her legs. She sets the donut on the box at the coffee table. ]
You calling me a dirty girl?
[ She smirks and guides his lips up to her mouth for a kiss. He tastes like chocolate, and she finds it's much better on him. ]
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You calling me a dirty girl?
[ She smirks and guides his lips up to her mouth for a kiss. He tastes like chocolate, and she finds it's much better on him. ]