[ Fjord muffles his laughter against a navel, smooching his way around the root of a hardening cock to give it some encouragement. He seals his lips over the top and encircles the shaft in his fist, making it his mission to smother Molly in as much slick heat and friction as possible, playing a disorientating dance under the bobbing covers. ]
I'll have you for dinner too, if you're back in time for it.
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I'll have you for dinner too, if you're back in time for it.