Lydia N Driver

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He’s straining to last—I can tell in the way he’s panting, how his limbs are shaking with the effort. I’m trying to get to the edge quickly, but I need more. I reach for one of his hands and wrap it around my cock. “Touch me, baby. Get me off.”
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