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I thrust into her pussy with long, deep strokes. She puts her hands on my back, scratching me with her acrylic nails. I lift her legs and place them on my shoulders, allowing me to penetrate her more deeply.

She yells out as her legs begin to shake, and she takes her hands off my back and places them on my stomach in an attempt to stop me.

I grab her hands and put them above her head.

"Don't make me tie them to the bed," I warn her, continuing to thrust in and out of her cunt.

"Please stop, I can't take it," she whines, on the verge of tears. I chuckle menacingly.

"You can and will take it," I tell her, and she lets out a loud gasp, whimpering. I see tears start to form in her eyes and I shake my head.

"Tears won't work on me, baby." When I see her blink away the tears, I smirk and add, "If you cry, I'll only go harder."

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