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slip out. I'd stuck around long enough to learn her name, but she'd haunted me ever since. Looking down at Sophia's tight, young body squirming against mine and the way her blue eyes are glazed over wi

st her ear when she le

this woman? My reaction to her is unreal. When I slide a gloved finger inside her and slowly star

t her clit even harder, smiling when I feel her knees start to buckle. I watch her try to fight agains

her face, using my teeth to peel my glove off before dancing my fingers along

hand into her dress and cup her bare tit, fee

s rocking her hips and arching her chest up for more. "Who goes to

ck and give her nipple a not-so-gentle pinch. "I know a filthy, little

e crook of her neck I

r little clit harder, watching her try her damnedest to keep quiet. Her whole body is shaking, and the soft, breathy whimpers she's giving have me nearly busting

ng against me like the greedy little slut she is. I groan at the taste of her, so fucking sweet it makes me almost lightheaded. Her tongue slides alon

ll back, breaking our kiss. Her skin is flushed and she's still letting out soft whimpers as aftershocks run through her. I smile and give her

ral minutes ago." I can't help

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to be quiet," I say with a grin. "I imagine t

e, she says, "I'm not a l

looks like a sexy, sullen brat when she reaches up and tugs off my ski mask before I can stop her. Her

making her gasp and let out a small yelp of surprise. Leaning down, I get close enough so our lips a

for a handout, surprising the hell out of me, and

ssage my cock. "Bend you over my knee and spank the living

I laugh at her reaction. "Again, thi