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... r, her sticky inner folds fluttering around the thick intrusion.
A fresh pearl of sweat rolled down her temple—drip~—as her thighs trembled, toes curling into the rumpled sheets.
"I don’t think I can keep up with that, sweetie," she gasped, voice trembling between breathy moans—huff~—"Are you trying to get me pregnant?"
Don’s fingers tightened on her thighs—squeeze~—his blunt nails pressing half-moons into her flushed skin as he leaned down, breath hot against her sweat-s ...
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