78. IT'S ALL THE BUTTERFLY'S FAULT
VALERIAMy nails dug into the strong, sweaty muscles of his back, and I bit his lower lip hard enough to taste blood.Inside, he moaned deeply in his mind as my wet petals were parted and pierced slowly by his thick, round glans.“Mmmmm,” I moaned, licking his mouth, my half-closed eyes meeting his, filled with lust and need.His hands gripped my ass, spreading it, lowering my suspended body until I was impaled little by little on that massive erect cock.“Sssshhh, you’re so tight. Fuck, Valeria… Ah, damn it, babe, you feel so good. Fuck yourself on my cock, baby. Mmmm… ride me like I know you’re dying to,” he growled huskily, slapping my ass as he whispered hot words into my ear.My legs locked tightly around his lower back, and my tense thighs began to move up and down his body.My back hit the wall, and my waist moved deliciously, taking in and pulling out that hard shaft that was driving me insane.My pussy dripped obscene fluids, making wet, lewd sounds as our dark desires rose h
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