TWELVE THALIA My throaty moans rent the air as Duke slammed right into my cunt again and again from behind. Both of my hands tightly gripped the headboard of the bed creaking violently beneath us until my knuckles became white. The sound mixed with that of the wet slap of his hips against my ass which was bouncing against him. “Harder,” I gasped, pushing back against him desperately. “Fuck me harder, Duke. Don’t hold back.” His thick cock stretched my pussy perfectly and filled every inch of me in a way Marcus never could. This was what I craved—Duke’s fat and heavy dick, so much thicker and longer than my vanilla husband’s. Every brutal thrust sent pleasure ripping straight through my core. I had always needed this. Needed him. Duke. And that was the exact reason I had envied Penelope for years. Knowing that the lucky bitch had gotten an express ticket to ride this cock whenever she wanted when they were together pissed me off. She couldn't have that. I didn't let
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