Making up-2

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I moaned into his mouth while my p***y tightened around his c**k. He felt so amazing, filling me up. I could taste myself on him as he thrusted his tongue into my mouth. He pulled away and rested his forehead against mine. “You’re so tight, Babygirl.” He groaned, pulling out and pushing back in, slowly. “Harder, Derek.” I moaned, grabbing onto his biceps. I could already feel my orgasm building again. He thrusted faster, causing me to dig my nails into him. The friction he was causing felt amazing, and I was a moaning mess underneath him. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I pulled in closer, wanting him to go deeper. He took the hint and moved one of my legs up over his shoulder, causing him to go deeper while he thrusts into me harder. He leaned down, nipping at his mark, causing my

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