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#3 Wild Refuge

Auteur: Nicole Author
last update Date de publication: 2025-12-23 05:59:48

Belle

There was no countdown. There was no mercy.

Carson gripped my hips with his large hands, leaving marks I would surely see tomorrow, and thrust forward.

I stifled a scream in my throat when the head of his cock breached my entrance. He was too big, too thick. I felt my walls stretching to the limit to accommodate his invasion. He growled, gritting his teeth, fighting against his own need to thrust deep all at once.

"Damn... you're so tight," he hissed, his forehead beaded with sweat. "Rela
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