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5 - RIDING MY CRIMINAL 4.

Author: MISS EM
last update publish date: 2026-05-29 13:00:00

RIDING MY CRIMINAL 4.

ASH'S POV.

“That's right, you greedy little slut," Kelvin growled, his voice rough and commanding as he gripped his thick cock-still slick with our mixed release, veins pulsing under the glossy sheen.

It twitched in his fist, already hardening again. "Get that tongue out. Clean every drop off Daddy's dick Show me you're mine.”

I nodded eagerly, mascara streaking my cheeks, a needy whimper escaping as I leaned in.
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