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My Pussy Dripping Wet

Author: Superb writes
last update Huling Na-update: 2025-06-12 15:32:21

The door to Victor’s apartment clicked shut, locking the world out, his gray eyes blazing, molten, devouring my black dress, tight, no bra, no panties, my body trembling, heat surging, cedar scent thick, wrapping me, dim lights flickering, his bed calling, our fire, my truth.

My heels lay abandoned, purse forgotten, my heart hammering, his hand on my waist, warm, possessive, pulling me flush against him, my breath catching, my hands gripping his chest, white shirt soft, his heartbeat fierce, my pulse racing, Victor, his lips, his hands, my world.

He growled, low, raw, Lily, his voice igniting me, my body burning, craving, tonight, his bed, our fire, unstoppable.

We moved, lips crashing, hungry, tongues tangling, my moan loud, reckless, my fingers clawing his shirt, desperate for his skin, his heat, his fire.

We stumbled through the living room, my bare feet cool on hardwood, his hands on my hips, guiding, our kisses sloppy, hot, my body molding to his, his hardness pressing through je
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