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She was awoken by the feeling of hips pressing up against hers and of course the unmistakable feeling of his erection. Hands slipped around her to stroke her breasts over her silky nightgown and she reached back to run fingers through his blonde hair and murmured sleepily. "Not now..." What the hell time was it even? Madison had no clue all she knew was she wanted to sleep more and didn't have any interest in what Tate clearly wanted. "Go fuck the hole you made in the wall with your foot the other day..."

      ❝ --- Are you trying to hide or somethin’?❞ // @misfitpsycho

She looked up at him with her mouth open wide as he stroked himself in front of her face and told her that he was getting close to coming for her. Madison normally didn’t like anyone to ejaculate on her face but with Tate it was different. Everything with him was different and she found herself enjoying things that she’d hated prior to trying them with him. She knew he wasn’t doing it to degrade her like other men had in the past. So many times her mother made her ‘do whatever it took’ to further her career. That often involved sucking off a director for a coveted role in his movie - after they were done they often came all over her face and even in her hair before sending her on her way with an insincere ‘We’ll call you baby’ instead of telling her if she got the part or not. She reached out and rubbed Tate’s heavy sac feeling his balls draw close to his body as he stroked his foreskin back and forth over his shaft - she knew that was a sure sign that he was almost done. His hips tensed and soon he releasing the first spurt of cum towards her waiting mouth. As he continued some shot up and under her eye and ran down her cheek but she could care less as she rolled his tight balls in her palm and massaged them to make sure she got every drop out of him.

❝ You sly pirate!“ he hisses, then chuckles and playfully punches Tate’s shoulder. “Go get more water. ❞

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