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Author: Mother
last update publish date: 2026-06-02 03:04:38

TWELVE

THALIA

My throaty moans rent the air as Duke slammed right into my cunt again and again from behind.

Both of my hands tightly gripped the headboard of the bed creaking violently beneath us until my knuckles became white.

The sound mixed with that of the wet slap of his hips against my ass which was bouncing against him.

“Harder,” I gasped, pushing back against him desperately. “Fuck me harder, Duke. Don’t hold back.”

His thick cock stretched my pussy perfectly and filled every inch
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Soft Plush
Her husband is back. Geeez, handing her divorce papers right away
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Soft Plush
Thalia and Duke aren't togather for any pathetic love reasons. They won't last long
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Candy Pearl
Her husband is back already. Things are going to get stormy. Will she sign the divorce papers?
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