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Scott - Dangerous territory 1

Author: Scarlett Jane
last update Last Updated: 2025-08-18 09:12:57

I had her on a gentle high beneath me, which frustrated her to no end. It wasn't nearly as intense as the last time we fucked, but I wanted our heads to be clear so we could focus on each other. She had other ideas, resulting in a constant push and pull. Despite going out of my way not to tease her and exploit her new weaknesses so she could savour the moment, things still progressed far quicker than I was used to. I poured attention over every inch of her body, then spread her legs wide and fucked her savagely like I always did. Unlike always, color me surprised when five minutes in, she came on my dick. I shook it off, stilling for her, letting us both enjoy the way her pussy milked my dick. I couldn't help needing to keep my hands busy with touching her while she came, so maybe what happened a few minutes later was my own fault.

She came again. Once more, I stopped and waited so she could enjoy it. The third orgasm took slightly longer to hit, but by this point, I was f
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