Diana
The next day... I came back. I couldn’t stay away. My thighs were still sore, my panties soaked just from thinking about him, but I slipped into the church like a moth to flame, knowing he’d be waiting. Knowing he’d bend me over or pull me into his arms and f**k me senseless until I came all over his c**k once more, whispering his name.
The moment he saw me, he didn’t hesitate. No words. No welcoming smile or gentle greeting.
His eyes darkened with raw, desperate lust, and in an instant he crossed the space between us.
He grabbed my wrist and dragged me straight into his secret chamber, slamming the door shut and locking it with a sharp click that sent a shiver down my spine.
He bent over his desk again, skirt around my waist, his 7inches c**k already hard leaking Pre-c*m.
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