Chapter 52 Fifty Two

Salvatore eased his cock from Mira's mouth with a wet pop, strings of saliva connecting her swollen lips to the glistening head.  Mira let out a soft cry 

“Dont worry, darling. It's my turn.”His gaze never left hers.

Closing his eyes for the briefest moment, he drew in a slow breath, a faint smile...

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