Charissa

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“Baby, up you come.” He carefully moved me farther up the bed, into the middle. There could be no waiting. Not only was David wanting, but the baby could wake up any minute. We’d definitely learned the value of getting things done during his nap times. Since I was back on birth control, which had better work this time, he crawled over me and wasted no time lining up the thick blunt head of his cock. We both groaned as he slid home, the warmth of his body above me. My whole damn world right in that moment. I wrapped my legs around his hips and held back his hair with my hands. “God, I love ...more
The Rhythm Method (Stage Dive, #4.8)
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