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ng her closer to himself. She wouldn't fight him. He had he

have to take his hands off her and he wasn't ready to take that risk. If he did take it, he might not be able to have that chance with her ever again. He held h

uld take that the way it had been presented. She should be considerate. She probably had no idea of what he was passing through. She shouldn't make jest of him or make it seem as

he same before. She was burning within. Twas like her inside had been set on fire by some force. She didn't care if the fire was literal or real. All she did ca

o move. She was beginning to respond to the pleasure physically. His hands were hard and ruthless. His hands were not in her boobs though, but she could feel them as though she wa

f up to him. There was no point in fighting him over it. He had been a good soul. She should bless him too. Plus, she did have no idea what he was doing. She didn't even kno

deeply into her eyes, she couldn't resist. He brought his hand to her head and lifted her jaw. Then he met his lips with hers and sucked hers. He sucked it for

when he squeezed her breast. His hands were moving all over her. He loved that too. He fought his mouth free again but she wasn't done with him. She then knew what twas. She knew what Haven she would swap

would demand the payback? That shouldn't be. It should be more than that. If that was his definition of payback then she would have to bles

cks. He fought his mouth on the two tits. He bit the tips of the tits delicately and and traced his tongue about that. That was actually where the pressure was. The pressuring

did you keep

ia cursed inaudibly as he pushed the lady and made her fall on the bed

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