K.
She took the shot glass, tipped it against her lower lip, and slid the amber fire down her throat.
He stood up, and Stephanie followed pursuit.
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"Fuck, don't stop," Stephanie was crying out as Jesse relentlessly thrusted in and out of her. "Don't stop, don't stop! Don't stop!" She begged, moaning and gasping for air in between.
He stopped, finding his release. He grunted and groaned, cussing against her ear as he exhausted himself into one last thrust.
Jesse rolled to his side, out of breath, sticky and sweaty from sex.