Darkest Cravings (90 Types Of Lust)

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and mean. "And you'll f

breasts bounce with every thrust. I can feel her getting

grabs my jaw, forc

dare come b

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myself deep and empty inside her, hips

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ts up, and pulls her skirt

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down her thigh. She

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ase, I drove into he

sharp moan tearing out of her. Her heels dug

oved Jacks!"

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e had the first time she pushed me onto her des

ils scoring my shoulders

aking under every thrust. Lucy's legs locked tighter aro

teeth scraping skin. "Tha

n, cunt clamping down hard around my cock. Wet sounds filled the emp

d watch her face while I fucked her through it. Eyes half-lidded, lips parted, the same wom

growled agai

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e and held there, spilling deep inside her w

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hrust, then pulled out, watching

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