[How many times can he say he’s fucked her in the time they slept together? Certainly rarely. The deep thrusts now press her up the bed with every hard, bruising drive forward, and it feels like every night they’ve missed together pent up at once. His one-handed grip on her ass leaves deep indents, the other arm laid across the back of her shoulders, pinning her down. His abs burn but he’ll do this all night. He rasps:]
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I missed this. I needed this.