WARNING: MATURE*MATURE*MATURE!!!!!!!!!!!
READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!
SERIOUSLY, IT'S BAD FOR ADULTS TOO!
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Ryder
Rose moves her hips, rubbing her core on my b***r. I clench my teeth, gripping the sheets.
Fuck, I need her.
After these weeks without her, I've never felt so right in a moment, so good... what did she do to me? I hope she never stops.
I grab her hips, guiding their swaying deeper into the arc of my pelvis. She bites her lip again and smiles, gently massaging the palm of her hand into my chest. I slowly begin to thrust forward, as her heat overwhelms me.
"I need these off." Rose grabs the hem of my jeans and lowers her head, hovering right over the bulk of my junior. She lets her breath softly graze my abdomen, and then my junior, letting her warmth almost cradle it
