C17 THE CALM BEFORE THE STORM

NIGHTINGALE

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I cried out as Hakan sucked my clit. I could feel the tears on my cheeks as I panted, trying to fill my lungs with air. He dipped his tongue inside me and I sobbed. His head was between my legs, with my legs on his shoulders and my hands pinned by his own hands. He held me down so I could barely move while he tormented me with pleasure. In my head