Sex with the bad boy.

Sex with the bad boy.

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Ropes By Thetribute2016 Updated Apr 25, 2015

Your hands are on my hips, pulling me in closer. I take a minute to rest against your bare chest and catch my breath. My ankles are pretzeled in your sheets and you've got a fistful of my hair. God we're a mess.

" C'mon! " you nudge me. It's not so romantic when I'm being rushed, I do as you say anyway. I unclench my legs and let you slide into me. You groan, I wheeze. You rest the two inches you got in me as you groan, then you begin to thrust. I rest my hands on your shoulders. You thrust faster but keep it smooth, my face buried into your chest, inhaling you, taking in the fresh soap and male. You squeeze in further taking one of my breast in your mouth. As you pinch my nipple between your teeth I wondered if you felt my nails digging into your back. I bring you in further, running my fingers through your deep brown hair. A dab of your sweat trickles down my cheek as you go harder, faster. I moan and kiss you, you kiss me back deeply, your tongue lingering heavily over mine.

"Tank...

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