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“God, babe! You’re so wet for me. This is so hot.” My newest bitch boy says as he spreads my legs and leans in to lick over my swollen pussy lips again. I throw my arm over my face, so he doesn’t see me laughing. I’m not all that wet for him; it’s just the creampie leaking from my stuffed teen pussy that he’s lapping up. Laying on my back, looking down at the bitch between my legs, makes me giggle. He’s been devouring me for at least twenty minutes and seems to have no clue.
He looks up at me, his face smeared with the remnants of my last hookup, ” I don’t think you’ve ever been so soaked! What’s changed?” He asks so innocently and kisses my thick thighs.
Should I tell him?