Midge squeals when she feels them moving, laughing softly when her back hits the bed. He lasted for a while, but she supposes that he couldn’t help himself. Not that she’s complaining. She adjusts quickly, hitching her knees up over his hips to open herself wide for his thrusts.
“God, yes…” she cries, her fingers flicking fast over her clit. “Don’t stop…”
She can feel her orgasm building fast inside of her as Robert thrusts hard on top of her. At least she has the wherewithal to scratch her nails down his back.
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Date: 2025-01-11 12:40 am (UTC)“God, yes…” she cries, her fingers flicking fast over her clit. “Don’t stop…”
She can feel her orgasm building fast inside of her as Robert thrusts hard on top of her. At least she has the wherewithal to scratch her nails down his back.