Lyla the girl sure doesn't beat around the bush, "hi, I'm Lyla Redd. Do you always gawk at women this way, or are you just drunk?" Nick that boy has no filter either, "I just take what I want. And right now, I want to get every last inch of your sweet curves naked, sweaty, and pressed up against my chest. I want to see your a* shake while you're grinding above, below, and everywhere against my body." These two when together are very naughty, "I whimpered. He squeezed me so hard I rolled toward him, feeling the growing bulge between his legs pressed against my skin. "Oh! You're effing hard..." My voice withered low, husky with need. "Do you want me to see how much harder I can make it?" I pursed my lips, moving my tongue slowly and visibly across them." Nick he knows how to mark his woman his, "Nick grunted, gently lowering my legs. He rolled off me. I reached between my legs and felt for the steaming mess trickling out of me. Absolutely no doubt: he'd planted his seed deep."
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