
The air in the bedroom hung heavy, thick with the scent of forbidden anticipation and the faint, floral perfume of Cara’s sister, who slept just a few thin walls away. Max’s tongue was a hot, wet muscle, relentless and precise. He focused on the delicate, sensitive junction where Cara’s pussy met her anus, licking in slow, sweeping strokes that sent electric shocks straight to her core.






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