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ADDOM

"How you feel, little one," I purr as I lower myself to her.

"Good," she gasps. "So good."

Her chest is heaving as she struggles to catch her breath after the rough whacks Hasker has given her. My eyes follow the hypnotic rise and fall of her rosy nipples. The air is thick with her scent.

"I am doing well?" she asks.

I stroke her sweat-stained cheek. I brush away the wet hair plastered to her forehead. I claim her mouth in a long, hot kiss that leaves her breathless.

"You're amazing," I tell her.

She shudders in pleasure as I rub the head of my pierced cock against her erect clit. She is hypersensitive. Your body responds to every touch like an electric shock.

Her skin is hot. She's practically burning up. I kiss her neck, savoring the salt of her sweat and the scent of her skin. His heartbeat beats against my lips. My mouth carves a path to her chest. I dip my face and kiss her nipples, sucking them hard into my mouth, stretching them to peaks and then letting them bounce back.