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... ck and slammed forward again, the sound of wet flesh colliding echoing in the room. The rhythm was brutal, raw, filling the air with nothing but her moans and my grunts.
"Yesss," she moaned, head dropping forward, hair spilling over her face like a curtain. "Just like that, Evan—fuck me like you hate me. Make me forget Tom ever existed."
I snapped my hips, pounding into her harder. My cock pistoned in and out, coated in her slick. Every stroke was obscene, wet, loud, filthy. It w ...
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