Calls At The Wrong Time

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Michael The sheets are soaked and the headboard hits the wall constantly matching the rhythm of my hips, smashing into Y/N. "Yes Michael! More!" She claws my back and digs her heels into my back. I hide my face into her neck as I weaken from her p***y tightening around me. I bite my lip and groan as I feel her warm juices on my shaft. "Yes. Yes. God yes, don't stop!" She shakes beneath me and sucks on my neck as stroke faster,hitting her G-spot repeatedly. Her eyes roll back and she grabs the sheets and pulls them each stroke. Y/N arches her back and rolls her hips with mine. My phone rings loudly and I reach over Y/N without slowing down, and press ignore. "You're so tight for me,baby" I groan into her ear as I fight the urge to let go. "Please let me c*m" she pleads and holds on to my

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