Gypsy Lover
he said, grunting with pleasure.
She looked behind her, meeting his dark and smoky gaze. “Ahh… Harman!”
“Yes, iubirea mea! You feel so good around me,” he said, thrusting hard and deep, shaking her body. His hands now grabbed her small waist as he continued to drive in and out of her tight core in a slow pace.
“Oh, yes! Deeper please,” she begged.
He obliged her, making her moan even more with pleasure. He let out some curses in Romanian, which made her smile. It intensified when she moved her hips to meet his every thrust.
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