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Edward positioned the hard round end between his full painted lips, sighing
with self-disgust before allowing the liquid to cascade down his throat. Even
the taste of expensive champagne couldn ‘t banish the sweaty tang from the
inside of his mouth. He kept gulping straight from the bottle and every time he
thought it was gone, his mind wandered back to the lipstick ring he had left
around the base of that slimy creep ‘s cock and his desire to retch instantly
returned. Pressing his soft red mouth around the unconscious man ‘s piece had
undoubtedly been the low light of his life and he hadn ‘t stuck around to savour
it, throwing on a leather cocktail dress Madison had bought for him. he had
fled the hotel room back to the conference, which was by now in fully fledged
party mode.
