Leandra Parsons

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I position my hard length, pressing against her core, and she quivers against me, her body trembling with want. It’s then and only then that I finally push inside her. My mouth latches onto the back of her neck as I pull out and thrust back in.  Her back arches up to meet each of my strokes as I take her from behind. 
Sweet Collide (Saints of Redville)
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