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Chapter 87 *

Creighton continued his slow torture until she felt certain she would lose her mind. Just as she was about to beg for mercy he stopped and stood up, pressing the tip of his hard, swollen penis against her. With deliberate slowness, he pushed against her until he was sheathed inside her hot, wet, pulsating body. Creighton smiled down into her green eyes and began to move, easing out of her carefully inch by inch then back in again, equally as slow.

“Out of everything we’ve done,” he said softly. “This has to be my favorite. You, spread out to whet my appetite, watching your beautiful body laid out like a buffet for my benefit. It’s like Christmas. What could be better?”

Sandra moaned as he picked up speed and began to slam into her, until the familiar dizzy sensation overtook her again and she closed her eyes. The heat increased, and the passion built as she felt him grow harder within her tight body. Her muscles began to clutch around him, tipping her into the depths of release as sh
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