Naughty Dripping Desires (An Erotic Collection)

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my smell deep

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oulder blades and pressed my chest flat to the cool counter. The

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ting himself in my wetness, teasing my entrance, nudging my clit

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force of it shoved me up onto my toes. My ha

rhythm. Each thrust drove him to the hilt, his balls slapp

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his eyes over my shoulder. The raw

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ed. "All yours-

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on was too much,

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e counter again-this time gently. He stepped between my legs and

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