'ive definitely lost it the moment i take him to my bedroom, and i let him make love to me. he fucks me slow and deep, holding both my hands the whole time. He doesn't let himself finish until he's made me come, whispering his name over and over again.'
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jivenchi jivenchi Sep 25, 2021 01:21AM
and i find comfort in his hand around my neck.
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