Hannah Cunningham

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He grips my chin with his hand while he relentlessly pounds into me. “Who do you belong to?” “You,” I mewl. “That’s right. You’re mine.” “Always.” I caress his cheek. “Damn straight. Now ask me if you can come.”
Hannah Cunningham
The chin grab is sending me
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