[ Peter's mouth was relentless in the way it worked her. She felt hotter all over, impossibly wetter between her legs, fabric sticking to her sex the longer he kept going. He didn't give her even a second between ministrations to recover, and she felt herself worked mercilessly towards her peak. Pleasure rose higher and crested almost violently over her body, making her squirm and tremble from head to toe, all but screaming in pleasure as she came, thighs pressed to the sides of his head, hips grinding as she rubbed herself against his mouth, eager and desperate as she rode out her orgasm. ]
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