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I like Being Fucked Everywhere III

“YES,” I cried out, my voice hoarse. “Fuck me harder!”

He obeyed, his thrusts becoming more primal, more urgent. My body responded in kind, bucking against him, meeting his every move. The sounds of our bodies slapping together, the wet sloshing of our fluids, filled the air. I could feel his balls slapping against my ass with each deep penetration. My second orgasm was building, a slower, more intense burn this time.

His pace quickened, his ...