C259 What the Hell
With one hand he held her hands firmly on top of her head, and with the other he removed the obstructed eye from her nose and continued to suck at her.
How could he be so impatient?
He cursed himself in his heart, but he could not bear to let go of her.
Her taste was sweet. He couldn't tell what it was, but it made him feel good.
Oh, good!
he thought.
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