HIS DEEPEST DESIRE
It was like heaven had also become much, much closer.
“Giovanni,” I cried, his name again aching my back, making him slide deeper into my throbbing pussycat.
Giovanni’s hands moved under my body, clasping the cheeks of my bottom as he angled his thrusts. This time, he went so much deeper into me, and with every plunge of his length, it would rub against the sensitive nub of my flesh, making me gasp.
I had thought that there would be no greater pleasure than what his thrusts were already giving me, but this—
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