Jessica Joppich

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“Listen, Sunshine,” he says, pulling out slightly and then sliding right back in. The sensation of his length gliding along my inner walls eases some of the pain from being stretched so full. “I wanted to take this slow. You’re the one who decided to impale yourself on my cock.”
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