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It was meant to be a quick gas stop, but quickly ended in Andrew dragging you into the bathroom. Hands travelled, lips locked, and they had barely managed to lock the door before youโ€™s knees were on the ground. Andrew bit his bottom lip, muffling a low groan. He tilted his head back against the cold, tile wall. His hand was curled in youโ€™s hair, tugging roughly at random โ€” a reminder of who was in charge. His green eyes fluttered closed as you managed to take all of him, gag reflex be damned. Andrew began to move his hips lazily, while also allowing himself to be serviced.
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