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Now, Roy, no touching my breasts while we're fucking. Only I'm allowed to touch them, and you are only allowed to watch. When I have had my fill of your cock, and at least two orgasms,  I might let you run your tongue over my nipples, and bury your face in my breasts' scented warmth. And then I might let you slide your aching cock between them, inch by rock-hard inch into that soft freckled valley, but only if you beg, and only if I can lick the glistening tip of your cock when you thrust in the direction of my open mouth.

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