Craving My Best Friend’s Dad
He didn’t finish his sentence when she eased onto his cock, taking him slowly, until he was fully buried to the hilt inside her, stretched and filled to the edge of breaking.
She gasped, her lips parting and aching for more.
“Fuck.” Julian gritted his teeth, his hands gripping her hips harder.
Tessa took a sharp movement up and then down. Savoring every inch, she then began to bounce on him, harder, faster, her moans spilling out with every slap of skin on skin. He let out a guttural curse, his eyes locked on her as if he was reading through her soul. She fitted perfectly. Hot and wet.
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