VELVET HEAT:100 FORBIDDEN FANTASIES
Their bodies moved, tangled, lips crashing again and again as their thighs pressed together…grinding, scissoring…hot and slick, soft gasps and groans swallowed between frantic kisses.
“Say my name,” Chantel demanded.
Dorya cried out, “Chantel…!”
The orgasm ripped through her like a tidal wave, stealing the breath from her lungs. Her stepmother was right behind her, shaking, moaning, trembling all over as they clung to each other in the cabana’s heat.
They lay tangled, panting. Dorya’s head on Chantel’s chest. Silent. Spent.
And then, softly:
“Do you still hate me?”
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