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Deepest Desires(18+)

DirtyMindedVirgin

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DirtyMindedVirgin

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"Harder" she moaned and I smirked to myself, "What did you say, baby?" I slowed down my pace, "James, harder!" she moaned louder throwing her head back against the wall and I smiled, "Be careful there, honey" I pinned her against the wall with my body and took her hands from her clitoris, "You're going to have the best orgasm of your life because I am giving it to you, no hands Vicky; that's not what a good girl like you should do, don't you think?" she whimpered and laid her hands around my neck, playing with the few strands of my brunette hair that were sticking to the base of my neck, "James stop toying with me, let me... I-I'm- I'm begging you to... James-" I pounded hard into her five times and she screamed, "GOD! JAMES- OH... MMMH L-L-LIKE T-T-THA-AT" she buried her head in the crook of my neck and I smirked, if she thinks I'm gonna let her cum soon she's awfully wrong; I started moving slowly and picked up my pace. Every single time she moaned louder or groaned I slowed down again, "S-s-s-s-st-op it, J-Ja-mes" she moaned lowly, her whole buddy trembling with pleasure and frustration of not reaching its peak. I kissed her neck passionately, "You'll thank me when the moment comes hun" I laughed as she groaned in frustration and tried to thrust her hips towards mine, "Oh babe, what a fun night we'll have" although I was having a hard time by not letting myself cum either, the satisfaction that washed over me with her inhuman sounds was enough pleasure for me to ride her all through the night. 

WARNING: EXPLICIT SEXUAL CONTENT, IN OTHER WORDS THIS BOOK IS ONLY FOR MATURE AUDIENCE. READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION.

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