God, you feel so good on top of me,” he whispered, rucking up her skirts to feel more of her silken skin.“No, you feel good.” Her hips arched against his erection and she licked her lips. “Is it possible for us to…” she trailed off with a blush.“Oh yes,” he whispered…

God, you feel so good on top of me,” he whispered, rucking up her skirts to feel more of her silken skin.“No, you feel good.” Her hips arched against his erection and she licked her lips. “Is it possible for us to…” she trailed off with a blush.“Oh yes,” he whispered…

– Brooklyn Ann –

Wynter’s Bite

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