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INFERTILE SLAVE SILAS My fingers sank into the wet crease over the soft fabric of her panties.
I stroked her vulva up and down, pressing harder on that sensitive spot that shouldve driven her crazy.
She was soaked, needy.
gshh, ahhh, she arched her back, lost in her desire, her fists clenching the sheets, my entire body practically on top of hers on the bed.
I pushed the fabric aside and dove into the sin between her legs.
Soft and wet, slippery, trembling, delicious...
I toyed with her intimacy; my kisses trailed up her neck, where her moans vibrated against my lips.
Irubbed her clit, stretched it slightly, and ran my fingertip over it, moving it up and down; it hardened and throbbed under my vigorous touch.
More...
I felt her hand gripping my hair, and I closed my eyes, savoring her touch.
I wanted her to touch me too, to crave me, to have her lips melt against my skin, my cock...
my mouth.
I slid a finger inside her pussy, penetrating her slowly, feeling the quiver of her vaginal muscles.
---- Searching for the spot that would make her come faster, her body was so honest.
Her pussy sucked at me like a devouring flower.
I moved my finger, pumping in and out while my thumb worked her clit.
My reckless mouth clamped, kissing her until I reached her parted lips, panting and moaning with excitement.
I knew she was out of her mind; she didn't even bother to hide that essence living in her bodythat part of her that made me vibrate and crave her.
My half-closed eyes stared at her up close.
I wasnt okay either; I was suffocating inside a volcano about to erupt.
If she was enchanting me, it was the most twisted spell in the world because I didn't want to stop.
I slipped in another finger, masturbating her quickly, fucking her to the knuckles.
Her hips lifted off the bed against my hand; she was close.
Linhaled obsessively that sweet, wildflower scentit reminded me of home, reminded me of when I was happy.
I straddled her body, completely naked, trembling for the first time from wicked pleasure and unrestrained lust.
Beyond whatever binds me to this woman, shes also my ticket to revenge.
I couldn't let her discard me.
Tbrought both hands to my face and pressed my fingers into the burns and wounds, into the roughness of my scars.
A twisted, demented laugh escaped my chest.
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