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Her tightness gripped me, both suffocating and amazing, and my eyes rolled. Forcing myself to go slow was like torture. All I wanted to do was plough into her and forget that anything else existed but the feel of her p***y clenching around my throbbing c**k. I gritted my teeth against the urge.
She was fighting against the memories that were threatening to overwhelm and overtake her, and if I got too rough, it would just ruin things between us. That was one thing I couldn’t afford to do, not now she was finally mine. I had another reason as well. And that one was purely selfish.
Already I could feel my balls drawing up, the need to empty myself in her making it harder and harder to concentrate. And it only got harder when her hips started to move in time with my thrusts. Keeley’s bo
