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Endless sins
Feb. 08.2021
Marcellus
"Marcellus.I'm fucking gonna cum!" Lyra screamed.
Her arms wrapped itself around his neck he pressed her back against the shower stall. Water cascaded down her back his hands gripped hers tighter when he continued to thrust much more faster into her groaning as he did.
She'd gotten into the shower stall after managing to break free from him to get ready to leave but he'd walked right in and—well, shit went down.
"What's stopping you?" He drawled out.
His words were mostly just—words. But she'd wondered what it was about them that made it a huge turn on for her. Could be how smooth the words rolled off his lips, how beautiful his voice sounded or the way the words were drawled out. Her fourth orgasm washed over her like a tidal wave and her body spasmed. She clenched tighter arou
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