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Master

My Story Time:

Omg bestie, buckle up because this Marrakech trip with my wife was chef’s kiss—hot AF and low-key changed my life. We were staying in this boujee riad with a private rooftop, all draped in sheer curtains and lanterns, and the vibes? Immaculate.

So there we were, sipping mint tea after a spicy hammam session, and she gave me that look—iykyk, the “I’m finna ruin you” stare. Then she just pulled me onto the cushions, her hands sliding under my kaftan, and whispered, “You’re mine tonight, baby.” And oof, bestie, my pussy clenched immediately.

She kissed down my neck, biting just enough to make me whimper, then shoved the fabric off my shoulders. The Moroccan heat had me glistening, and she licked a stripe up my chest like I was dessert. I was shook—like, who gave her the rizz of a goddess?

Then? Oh, then she pushed me flat, spread my legs, and went down. Her tongue on my clit had me arching, and when she slipped two fingers inside? I lost it. The way she worked me, owned me—ugh, PERIOD. I came so hard I saw stars, and she just smirked up at me, all, “Again?”

And bestie? Bet I said yes. 🌶️✨

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