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Bondage Brat 2

Author: Raven Writes
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-05-06 20:22:21

He didn't stop.

That was the thing about Carlo. He never stopped until he decided to.

His cock drove into me in long punishing strokes and I'd lost count of how many times I'd squirted. Twice, three times, I didn't know anymore. My body had stopped keeping score. All I knew was the stretch and the burn and the devastating fullness of him, over and over, relentless, until my voice was raw from screaming and my thighs were shaking so hard I couldn't control them.

"Carlo—" His name came out in pie
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