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076 Perfect World

Author: Anney GW
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-01 10:56:10

(Serena)

I can barely speak.

My legs tremble around his shoulders. The sensation builds, swells, crashes through me in a wave that leaves me gasping.

He doesn’t stop touching me, hands stroking my thighs, his mouth kissing its way back up my body as I ride the last of the tremor.

Then he’s kissing me again, wet, deep, urgent.

I reach for him, sliding my hand under the waistband of his boxers, finding him hard and hot against my palm.

He groans into my mouth as I stroke him, and then he’s moving to get his boxers off.

“I want you,” he says, voice rough. “I want all of you.”

“You have me,” I whisper.

He pushes into me in one slow, thick stroke, filling me completely.

I clutch at his back, his shoulders, my breath catching at the stretch, the depth.

He doesn’t move at first, just holds still inside me, forehead against mine, breathing hard.

“I’m sorry,” he whispers. “For all of it.”

“I know,” I say.

And then he begins thrusting.

Slow at first, then deeper, faster. Every thrust drags a m
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