Date: 2009-10-06 01:57 am (UTC)
"God," Dean groaned. The heat of her mouth was maddening, he couldn't string together thought enough to ask her to keep going, choking when her sharp tongue pressed the satin against the slit of his cock. "So fucking dirty, Angua, jesus."
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