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In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 308

I push his head, trying to get him farther away from me. I keep my legs tucked in to prevent him from invading me further.

How can I let him kiss me on such a private spot?

Frances stops and looks at me with an evil smile.

"Be good. Relax."

He reaches out his fingers and gently touches my sensitive area.

"No!"

I can't help but moan in embarrassment, and my legs part slightly. Taking advantage of this opportunity, Frances buries his head there and uses his lips and tongue to invade my most delicate garden.

I never thought he would do such a dirty thing. Did I not understand men, or did I think him noble?

No matter what, I can't think anymore.

It feels completely different from when he enters me with his big boy, but it gives me such an indescribable pleasure.

I grab his shoulders and let out uncontrollable moans.

Under his fierce attack, I give in and reach the peak of joy.

I don't know if it is because I am still shy or I just had my orgasm, but my body is boiling hot, and my legs are so weak that I can't even stand.

Frances hugs me in his arms, his eyes filled with desire.

He takes my hand and puts it on his big boy.

Even though I am hot all over, when I touch it, I bounce off feeling the fire in it.

It's scalding.

It's huge.

I don't dare to look at it. I don't have the strength to do it. I can only bury my head in Frances' arms and lean against him.

He lowers his head and whispers in my ear, "You're comfortable. Now, it's my turn."

As he speaks, he put my legs around his waist and carries me into his room.

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