Wildcat
“He had a leg hooked over hers, and his erect cock pressed tight to her backside. His face was buried in the crook of her neck, his warm breath brushing over her skin. It felt so good waking up with him… Wait. What the hell was she doing? Twice now she’d broken her no-spending-the-night rule. Twice with the same man, no less. When he’d asked her to spend the night after they’d left the mayor’s house, she caved plain as could be. Maybe she should have seen him during the week, ‘cause she would have gotten him a little more out of her system. As it was, she couldn’t seem to satisfy her craving for his taste, his smell, or the feel of him deep inside her. Yeah, that was it. The sex. When she’d had enough of him she’d break it off like she always did. A contented sigh eased through her as she allowed herself to relax in his arms. Her muscles felt the good ache of a long night of fucking, and the smell of their sex surrounded her, filling her senses. Jarrod stirred, his cock rubbing up agai...nst her ass, and her pussy grew wet with the desire to have him yet again.MoreLess
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