A ballroom kind of night part 2

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Ronan- “How do you want it, Briar.” I’m about to explode if she doesn’t answer me right now. I have the taste of her on my lips. Her juices are still on my tongue. I’m looking down at her perfectly bare arse bent over. Ready for me to take any way I want. She is my last meal, and right now, I am ready to continue my feast. I grip her two round arse-cheeks. I'm spreading her for my viewing. She is still trembling from the orgasm I just allowed her to feed to me. My favorite kind of nourishment. Her arse-hole puckers from a few minutes ago, I had my entire thumb inside of it. This hole is for sure going to be mine real soon. It’s begging me now but not here. I’ll take her this that way in our bedroom where I can ram every inch inside of her until she comes for me over and over begging for a

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