Forbidden Touch
I gasped as he pushed forward—inch by thick, delicious inch—stretching me open, filling me.
“Ah—fuck!” I cried out, body arching. Pain mixed with pleasure rising.
He stayed there, buried deep inside me, pulsing. I could feel every twitch of him. My walls clamped down around his cock like my body never wanted to let go.
Then he began to move. Slow at first. Deep strokes that made me feel everything.
Next to me, she laid back and opened her thighs, spreading her pussy just inches from my face.
“Lick me,” she said simply.
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