Leandra Parsons

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“Come on, baby,” I coached, kissing her hair. “Watch as I fuck you.” She peeled her lids open, her eyes connecting with mine in the mirror. She was so wet from my mouth, from her climax, that she stretched open for me with just that flex of my hips. I slowly pulled out, watching her as I did, and then pressed back in again, finding more depth.
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