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Awakening The Horny Bride

More men slowed as they passed and took time to look. When Bridget crossed her legs, she felt the wet pool she’d made beneath her.
“I can take care of that problem for you,” he said from her side, his pulsing erection pointed at her mouth. “I’m Phillip; nice to meet both of you.”
Bridget peered up at him as though annoyed. Holding her hand to shade her eyes, she said, “I’m not aware I have a problem.”
With a huge grin, Phillip squatted, putting his eyes at nipple level. He reminded Bridget of a cute puppy, except for the large, vein-covered hard-on. “It’s your lucky day,” he said. “I’m very good with my tongue.”
Bridget had to smile back, even as she lightly touched the end of his nose with the tip of her index finger, saying, “Not today, Phillip, now please go away.”
Instead of leaving, Phillip held onto Bridget’s hand and sucked her finger into his mouth. He looked up at her as he used his tongue to sensually swab her finger as though it were her clitoris.
The erotic sensation traveled up her arm and down her body to her pussy. It was as though she’d touched a live wire. Bridget uncrossed her legs as her pussy struggled to open wide. Maybe he was good with his tongue, but then, so was Abel.
 

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