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Memory lane 02

Ugh,” he groans, his hand reaching between us. “You're so pretty when you beg.”

I gasp when he pinches my clit between his fingers, my body twitching. “More,” I purr, hardly recognizing the primal sound that slips past my lips.

Without warning, he thrusts inside me, pausing when he meets resistance. I haven't seen seen cock but it's huge, I tell from the way my pussy painfully stretches around it despite how wet I am.

“Thalia Rose,” his eyes widen. We both know what is, and ...

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