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Camille

Alessio fucks me faster, showing no mercy as he drives me to orgasm while exerting his dominance.

He fucks me like he still wants to hate me, and like he wants to break every piece of my body and put it back together again, simply because he can. And I love it.

I love it the way an addict loves their favorite drug, and he's my favorite mistake.

He fucks me like there is only me and only him, and whatever vendetta exists between him and my father is exactly that.

The mad rhythm makes me climax again and as I throw my head back, crying out from the wicked thrill, I remember that I told him I was his, and I feel like he owns me.

My body is spent and claimed, but he's not finished with me yet.

He pauses his wild thrusts, pulling out of me so he can lift me off the table and bend me over it.

I've orgasmed twice, but his cock is still perfectly erect like he was made for fucking.

His warm, soft lips meet the shell of my ear and lick over the lobe. "This is how I wanted to take you w
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