I felt it, and a small smile crept onto my face. It's starting. It already is. Wetness pooled right on top of my left nipple, followed by a harsh bite that made me bite my lower lip to stifle the moan threatening to escape. It was his turn. His time. His moment. He moved to my other breast, biting it with the same intensity, leaving behind a pleasurable pain that sent shivers down my spine.





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