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... rough and wicked. "While your husband spoke to you."
"Because you are," I whispered, losing the last of my shame. "Because you are my bad choice. Because you make me feel owned."
"Say it," he said.
"You own my pussy," I breathed, and watched heat flash through his eyes like lightning in dark water.
"Again."
"You own my pussy, daddy."
He groaned and closed his mouth over me like he wanted to swallow the words straight out of my body. I bit down on t ...
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