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"Shit!" Chris gripped my hair tighter.
In back, there would be a simple stem down my spine connecting the parallel lines and a figure-eight weave at the top between my shoulder blades to secure the loose ends. Too soon, he was done.
The balls and bars on the underside of his shaft dragged back and forth over the bottom ridge of my entrance in rapid succession.
My mom had reassured me both her and my dad felt safe leaving me in Chris's capable hands; that we would make new traditions together.
Suddenly, he smacked my pussy and flicked my clit full-on. I screamed, unable to close my legs due to his position or spread them wider because he was gripping my right thigh, holding it in place.
I swallowed and blinked away my unshed tears, smiling at him.