DIRTY DESIRES: Short Steamy Stories
I felt a rush of liquid heat flood out of me, soaking his cock, dripping down his balls.
It felt like a faucet had been turned on inside me, a continuous, uncontrollable stream that made the slide of his dick impossibly wet and loud.
I couldn't see it, but I felt the hot, slick mess spreading instantly, coating us both, making the room smell more like sex.
Aaron's hips stilled, but his dick throbbed, pulsing against my clenching walls. He collapsed forward, his chest crushing my breasts, his weight pinning me to the mattress.
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