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Regina clung to him, nails digging deep into his skins as he became rougher with her. She continued to ruffle his hair as trailed down her body. “Well, I don’t have to miss now that you’re here,” she laughed, a simple ha.  It was all she could muster as she moaned once more, a tingling sensation traveling up her back as Philip nibbled her inner thigh. She wanted him. She wanted all of him, but she wasn’t going to admit it. So, she just left her legs open, feeling her mind and body separate. “I don’t want to say it. Can I prove it to you?” she whispered almost inaudibly, trying to find the strength to even breathe properly.