THAYER

Fuck.

 

My cock was harder than a rock. I felt it might break as it strained in my pants. 

I wanted to thrust into her ass while her inner walls clamped around my fingers, her juice dripping down my hand. Then my mouth sucked that nipple poking against the thin fabric of her dress. Her soft whimper echoed as she danced into the rhythm of the thrust of my cock on her ass, fingers in her slick pussy as she came around me. Then her body invigorated in satiety.

 

I wanted her—always had been like I never wanted anyone in my life. She was my addiction and my salvation.

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