One Rebellious Night
I wanted to keep it inside and let it stay within my femininity.
He repeated the motion relentlessly, as if it was his lifeline, and I found myself moaning in response to his intense thrusts. The intensity built up, and I knew I was on the verge of reaching climax.
I opened my eyes to look at him, witnessing his fast and furious thrusts. He growled a curse, clearly affected by the pleasure we were experiencing. The realization that he was also consumed by the intense fire inside me caused an explosion of desire.
Once again, I was overwhelmed by the wildfire of passion. It was no longer a mere game; it had taken control of me. It had a mind of its own, and it was the master, with no one to ta
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