Rebel Chasers
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“Oh.” She popped with wide eyes, like her thought might have stuck her with a pin. “I get it. You’re right. I am offering, I am giving you my vulnerability, showing you my submission. Because I am yours. God. It’s amazing what you can say with conviction and never really understand.”
Now she used her hand to open her pussy and made herself ready for him, willingly and lovingly. Once she was ready, she took a hold of his cock and rubbed his thick, smooth cock head into her opening, and pressed up with her hips, giving herself to him.
They never lost eye contact while he entered her. She saw in him flames and urgencies. She witnessed his control, as his body stroked his cock back and forth, spreading her open, stretching her tightness, pressing her pussy muscles apart. Her hands gripped his chest, and her eyes beseeched him: I’m yours, please don’t hurt me.
She matched his strokes with her hips, and willed herself to open to him, while her whimpering escalated into sexual music and hushed outcries.
Once he was inside of her, and he grinded his hips into hers, she wrapped her long legs around his waist and rubbed her hand across his cheek. “Yes Neil,” she told him through moans of aphrodisia. “Take me. I’m yours. Use me for any pleasure.”
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