The Devil's Love For The Heiress
Savannah glanced over at him, and with dreamy eyes, she suggested, “I need you, Alex - Ahh!”
He pushed his manhood abruptly, but she felt no pain thanks to her already wet entrance. Pleasure engulfed her when Alexander moved back and forth, their flesh slapping, and their moans seemed endless.
Alexander was so passionate about their love-making that night. He moved his hips faster than usual, and as he did, he held Savannah’s waist to keep her steady and to strengthen his every thrust, his length reaching her very end.
He lowered his frame. His hand reached for her breast, and their skins touched.
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