When his fingers reached the apex of my thighs, he stroked the wetness, moving it over my thighs. When he slipped a finger inside, I arched again, and then he followed it with a second, and I couldn’t stop myself from riding his hand. A feeling of fullness built within me, but it wasn’t quite enough. It wouldn’t be enough until his cock was seated as deeply inside as was possible for it to go, and I got to fuck Shadow, just as I’d dreamed for so many nights. His hold was loose enough that I could talk, so I rushed to say, “All those nights you heard me, I was thinking about doing this. With
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