A Sinful Storm - Part【4】

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"If this is the case perhaps I must trim my beard every day." He teases. "Then you will be clean-shaven and the wolves here will flee assuming you have gone crazed." I ridicule him combing and fluffing out his beard getting rid of all the tangles. This will help slacken his beard making the stray fast-growing hairs more visible. I need to be able to see which areas are fuller so I can even it out as needed.  Large palms lunge forward to grasp my hips drawing me closer to him so my breasts kiss his toned chest. "This is a more desirable position." He grunts hoarsely and I wheeze for he has seated my cunt right over his solid hard c**k. Filthy male.  "You have already eaten today," I whine pushing at his chest. "I am always in need of you." He utters gruffly not allowing me to retreat ba

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