alive. Sommer’s email was more daring and explicit. His kiss was clumsy, unpracticed, like a loser fumbling with something too complex for a worthless cretin to understand. “You son of a bitch.”
Her eyes narrowed, and she felt the rage building up inside her. For herself. “One kiss, that was it.” Kassie scolded him, her voice cold and hard as ice. She could feel his excitement growing. Jake heard his mother sighing and complaining to herself. Her body was pinned against the cold metal of the door, his hands on her hips, holding her in place as if she might escape. “Please,” he begged her, “just one more kiss. Her nose pressed into his thick pubic hair, his cock reaching the back of her throat. With a sudden move, she took his entire shaft into her mouth, her throat muscles contracting around him. She walked over to him, her hips swaying in a way that made him look up from the camera with a foul greedy expression.
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