A sound of pure want rises in her, her free hand snaking between them to catch his cock in a firm grip. She coils above him, stroking the head along her slit, catching him and guiding him into her body, slow and intent.
That sound twists in her throat, becomes a cry against his mouth. A month's deprivation and this, both holes filled, makes everything feel a thousand times more intense. Sweet torture.
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That sound twists in her throat, becomes a cry against his mouth. A month's deprivation and this, both holes filled, makes everything feel a thousand times more intense. Sweet torture.
"Ramon..."