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... done.
And neither was he.
Her heart kicked—one, two, sharp, erratic pulses against her ribs—as she gasped, her thighs forced painfully wider. Her flushed body clung to his torso out of sheer instinct and muscle memory.
Her pussy, still deliciously sore and tender from the hours before, was practically drooling around the thick base of his shaft. It pulsed against him, warm and inviting, as if her anatomy remembered his touch even more vividly than her conscious mind did. ...
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