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Cutthroat

His warm weight was along my back. His legs molding my legs as he slid his erection along the crack of my ass. Stroking himself in the warm crease.

Getting harder by the second.

He swept one arm beneath my ribs to lift me slightly.

The other was along the front of my chest, just below my neck.

Holding me where I was while he kissed my ears and cheek.

When he lowered enough to straighten his cock and slide it into my entrance it was that warm, stretching relief.

The feeling of satiation that only he could offer.

My body superheated.

And he stroked into me. Holding me to him as though he intended to never let me go.

Eventually his hands molded along my biceps so he could lean up. Holding me there while he angled in more deeply.

“Ahh.” I cried in surprise, feeling the sudden depth of him touching me more deeply.

He rolled his hips forward, testing his length in my channel. Finding the objecting barr

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