Jill

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Very slowly, I push into her.  She feels incredible. Soft and wet and burningly hot. And she’s tight, too, so much so I have to slide into her in increments, giving her time to stretch and take me. She tosses her head back, a pink flush spreading down her neck and chest. When I’m fully sheathed inside her, she goes still. 
Three Swedish Mountain Men
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