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This is… is…

There were no words for it, really No way to describe being held and kissed and fucked I felt greedy — that’s the best way to put it Like I so more than my share

And the whole tiive it back to them My body matched theer and desperation I felt in the pit of my stomach, at the end of each of their thrusts

They screwed irlfriend, passing oose-down envelope that kept us shielded frointo me with all the finesse of an experienced lover Shane was es, but I loved the fierce roll of hips at the end of every grind

It was Shane who caroaned hard as he emy breasts in his firm hands

My God, Morgan!

I didn’t want to hear it I only wanted to co a virtual lake of heat and wetness, I wasn’t far off

“On your back,” Jere on top of s”

He slid in, forcing s wide as I stretched out acrossheat in as to practically black me out

“Can I… is it okay…”

“YES,” I gasped, clutching hiainst ernails curled inward, digging into his tender flesh

“Because I’m… I’m about to—”

My eyes rolled back I grunted more than said the words: “Me too…”

I all but erupted, squeezing down around him at almost the exact moment he let loose inside me

“UNNNNGHH!”