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𝙆emar 𝙥𝙤𝙫 : 𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙏𝙬𝙚𝙡𝙫𝙚
Tonight was about fun and enjoyment nothing else. We needed the night away to have some type of alone time together. We started the night with the best fun we could think of.
"It's been a while," I kissed the back of her neck. Her legs slowly parted giving me more room to slide my hand closer. I forced myself to stop when she didn't. "Come on."
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Kemar put his phone down and his attention was back on Brianna. He got a text from the bodyguard he had with them at the bar. "Did somebody hear us or something?" She questioned softly. She was bent over the bathroom counter shorts and panties down to her knees while her bra was somewhere on the floor.
Her nipples were hard piercing through her small white crop top. Kemar was behind her, his jeans and boxers down just enough so he was inside her.
"I don't know, I'm not worried" he brushed up against her, re-entering her aggressively, without warning. She moaned, lowering her head. "How much time do we have?" she choked out. Kemar just dismissed her.
"They can wait," he spoke, easing back in slowly, wanting her to feel all of him. She pushed her head back, allowing him to grab a fistful of her hair and wrap it around his palm.
