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FORBIDDEN TASTES BETTER 2

Author: Rey♥️
last update publish date: 2026-03-17 13:42:17

He moved.

Long, deliberate strokes at first—pulling almost all the way out before sliding back in, letting me feel every thick inch dragging over my walls, every vein, every ridge. The burn had faded into something hotter, deeper, a slow-building fire that made my toes curl against the sheets. I pushed back to meet him, greedy for more, and he rewarded me with a low groan that vibrated through his chest and into my back.

“Fuck, you’re tight,” he muttered, voice gravel-rough. “Gripping me like y
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