“Harder—oh God, yes, harder!” I screamed, the words ripping from my throat as Jamiu’s finger slammed in and out of my dripping cunt. The garden grass was cool beneath my back, prickling my skin. My legs flung wide, pussy pink and open for him. He pumped faster, knuckles brushing my fat clit—swollen, throbbing like a mini cock begging for pain. Jamiu’s eyes—dark, hungry—locked on mine. He yanked his finger free, wet sound, and I whimpered at the emptiness. Then he plucked a long, dewy grass from the lawn, he trailed it up my inner thigh, slowly, teasing, until the sharp tip brushed the swollen lips of my pussy. I jerked, hips bucking, whining. “Stop teasing—fuck me!” I yelled. He smirked, tossed it away, and gripped his cock— thick, veiny, red. He rammed inside in one brutal thrust. My walls clamped down, stretching me so wide I saw stars. “Fuck!” I screamed, nails digging into his biceps. He didn’t wait; he started pounding, hips buckling forward with savage force, balls slappi
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