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The Hospital, Part 2
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I moan, moving my hips against him, wanting more, seeking more. Seth bends his knees, sinking lower, desperate to get between my legs. Pulling his fingers from me, he replaces it with the thick head of his length. Our gazes meet and he smooths his free hand around my waist to the small of my back, he pulls me off the wall, only to push me back against it as he shoves inside me, sending my pulse skittering. He kisses me, his mouth taking mine with implicit urgency as he buries himself to the hilt and I stretch around him, his girth making it almost impossible.The cold sensations of the tiles at my back are erotic paired with the lava burning wildly inside me, and I slide with ease. With every thrust and retreat, my body moves against the tiles reducing the destructive impact of his big cock. Each of his aggressive thrusts are fueled by six long days and nights, fueled by strangers touching what belongs to him, fueled by the same intense emotion that fuels me.The water runs, a gross wa
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