[ That was a lot better than he had imagined, and Molly's eyes flutter closed as the mix of wet, hot and silky fabric drag over his cock and up to the pointed tip. He gasps as the fabric dampens and the press of the tongue, the ridges at the base of his erection rubbing against a wet lace rose. ]
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[ That was a lot better than he had imagined, and Molly's eyes flutter closed as the mix of wet, hot and silky fabric drag over his cock and up to the pointed tip. He gasps as the fabric dampens and the press of the tongue, the ridges at the base of his erection rubbing against a wet lace rose. ]
Just for you, Fjord.