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No doubt, she was going to choke. Harry's cock was intimidating in this position. But hell, she was daring and she wasn't backing down.
The fiery redhead kissed along the trail of hair on his belly, below his navel. She smiled to herself when Harry's hard shaft twitched, then ran her tongue along the crease where thigh met groin.
"Oh shit... let me have your mouth."
The needy groan that escaped Harry's mouth as her tongue circled the swollen head of his penis, ran down Jillian's spine. It set off a shudder that reverberated around Louis, deep inside her.
God forbid anyone should walk in the room at that moment! There would be no stopping them, regardless of any audience.
Closing her lips, she gently sucked the engorged head of his penis. Harry's hands flew to her head. Grasping her flaming hair, he pushed himself closer to the back of her throat.
"There we go, yeah. Everybody's happy and feeling fine," Louis kneed her thighs further apart and seated himself balls deep.
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