Chapter Fifty-two Caelia. There had been many thoughts running through my mind since I met him—so much uncertainty and confusion. But one thing was clear, one thing I was certain of: I wanted him. I craved him, his touch, and his cock as often as I could get it. I wanted to be with him. He began to move, gently and slowly towards the room. He got to the bed and deposited me on it, mounting me immediately and thrusting inside me again. He didn’t even make me feel like there was a break of any kind, the pleasure pulsed through my veins, leaving me breathless and shaky. As he slammed into me, my boobs wriggled and my pussy juices tickled down my legs, and onto his cock. He touched and licked it, the sight sent shivers down my body. Goodness! He was good! So fucking good! I loved it, I loved every bit of this man. I wanted to be with him, to dwell with him for the rest of my existence, I never want to let go of this beautiful feeling of having him inside of me, I wanted to keep
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