I've lost it. I keep swinging and hitting him. Screaming, I call him a prick, and he takes it all while looking at me smugly, which makes me even more angry.Slowly, my arms tire, and I stop. Lorenzo’s arms wrap around me, and he lifts me against him. My mouth presses against his, my tongue moving through and into his mouth. I fight to remove the gloves, and when they finally drop, I grasp him and pull him closer. He moves, lying down on the mat with me below him.My moans flow through me into his mouth as I fight to grasp his cock, his hands stoke along my thighs, pushing the dress up higher, his fingers slipping between my legs.I grasp his cock, trying to push down on it, and our kiss somehow becomes more feral. He grips my hands, his hips thrusting, and I cry out as his cock pushes inside of me. Grasping him, my nails dig into his skin, his hips rocking as I moan against him.My legs cage him to me, my nails drawing along his body as he moves faster and harder. The pleasure floods
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