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Perfect Role Part 3

Author: Mr. Rams
last update publish date: 2026-05-04 12:15:46

The taste of him, familiar now, filled her senses. She made it noisy, wet, a performance of submission and skill. Elias and Rickard watched, their breaths shortening.

“Fuck, she’s a natural,” Rickard muttered, his hand already moving to his own belt.

Marcus pulled out, his cock slick and shiny. “Now,” he said to Elias. “Take her from behind. Let’s see how she handles two.”

Elias moved with a surprising speed. He pushed her forward, face down onto the couch cushions, her ass in the air. He yanke
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