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ed off it. Salt and sex and the faint bite of whiskey. My
ck
ed from the ties, but my hands were free now. I reached. Fingers wrap
eyes locked on mine. It
uth, using my
ein that pulsed like a heartbeat. He hissed through his teeth
ecum, her leftover gloss, and him. My lips stretched wide as I pushed fo
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ected us. I licked them away and went back in
s filled the room. My jaw ached but I didn't care a
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hair now, holding my head still as he thrust harder a
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still bit into my nipples of my boobs. Every move
is knees. His cock dragged up my slit. He didn't put
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and pushed j
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going in inch by inch. My walls flu
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mercy. He kept thrusting in and out very
ream
amps and pulled it. My nipples stre
" I blurted out. He
perfect position, I came hard, clenching aro
it. Harder and faster. His hand wra
k at
ld. Sweat dripped from
as I arched my back. He yanked my hips back and slammed in again. Deeper t
the pillow. This m
his huge hands, opening
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e room. His name? I didn't ev
ow as I moaned out.. He then cover my mouth, almost chok
f his smoke which he set aside on the drawer near the bed. He
e inserted his fingers on my clit
. My legs gave out. He held me u
pushed my knees to my chest and folde
f my face on the bed, his abs facing me directly. I co
yours
oobs and went straight to my clit. I c
on my fingers w
ome insi
n some serious thoughts flashed in my mi
o him. With one final thrust, he c
out his dick and stroke it hard, milking th
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f the bed without a word. I lay there, cum leaking onto the silk sheets,
phone. He was damn quick for no reason. It seemed lik
e," he said. "
on in the mirror was a stranger: mascara smudged, bite marks blooming on my
ver-a college kid-did a double-take when
ight?" h
d out the window, very tired.
nd tiptoed through the lobby. The
half-zipped, and stumbled straight to the bedroom. The silk comforter swallowed me whole. I plant
prawled across the bed, one shoe still dangling from my
oice sharp with alarm. "Ava, wake
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