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127: Sweetness Of Surrender

Author: FlyingDove
last update Last Updated: 2024-12-03 00:17:07

LILY’S POV

I began a rhythm, thrusting down hard on his cock, grinding my hips and finding the exact spot that made me whimper with pleasure. I was already on the verge of coming—the intensity too overwhelming to hold back for another second.

He groaned with me as my walls clamped down around him and effortlessly flipped us over as I writhed in ecstasy, my climax exploding as I squeezed him tight inside me.

“You have such a sweet pussy,” he whispered, his voice a mix of desire and reverence, continuing to thrust into me as I descended from the peak of my orgasm.

His movements were everything I needed—long, hard, and unrelenting. His thick cock caressed my walls, igniting embers of passion that flared with each thrust. Every stroke sent waves of pleasure crashing over me, dominating my senses and leaving me barely able to contain my moans.

As Andrew’s thrusts drove me wild, I felt another climax building within me, more intense than the last. I couldn’t believe it—I had never come so m
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