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“Fuck me,” she snapped “Now”

Kemper snarled “Don’t rush me, babe”

Holly’s gaze e in her eyes Bodies rolled, undulated in no particular pattern

Kemper topped her once more She locked her ankles behind Ke her arms over his shoulders In the process, she raked those manicured nails across his flesh until he cried out

“Fuck!” Ke his forear his forehead

“Yes, that’s the idea when your dick is buried in my pussy” Her hair fanned around her as she rocked her body with the motions “Now, honey bunny Get me off Make me come Use your hard cock like it was meant to be used Screw me!”

Ah hell Kit loved it when she talked trash He glared down at his rigid cock and cursed himself

What was the saying about being played by the player? He shook his head He couldn’t remember, and it was too late now Soulars from that topless club should’ve told them to watch their backs

That was sort of hard to do when Holly kept theainst a mattress most of the time

“Deeper!” Holly exclai her nipples

Good Lord, Kit needed a piece of her before he exploded in his pants like a teenage boy watching porn for the very first time

Besides, Ke him like he was her personal pony or, at the very least, adown Keet was running out of juice for his batteries

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Kicking aside his boots, Kit rehtstand He shrugged off his white T-shirt and stepped away from faded denim jeans

“Scoot over,” he de across the mattress