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SLOANE’S POINT OF VIEW. I gulp, as I get on the bed. But Lucien isn’t having it. He pulls me forward abruptly, before directing me to sit on his face. “Wait.” I whisper, sitting about him. Lucien isn’t even looking at me, he’s looking straight at my pussy with hungry, dark eyes. “Please, don’t do that thing you do….you know…when you hold me down when I come.” I whispered, my cheeks coating red. “You love it.” He says, still with his eyes on my pussy. His hungry gaze made me much wetter, and I could see that. Pools of my arousal dripped onto his chin, and some on his lips. He lapped it up, not leaving even a drop behind. “Can I eat now?” He asks, and before I could tell him yes. He drops me on his mouth, inserting his tongue into my pussy. “Oh!” I yelped, before a wanton moan escaped my lips at the rush of pleasure. “Fuck.” I groaned, as his mouth sucked, licked, and bit my pussy. My legs trembled on either side of his face, as the sound of his tongue sucking on my pussy, my moans, an