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Groaning deeply, I grab her head, hold it steady, and thrust into the hot wetness of her mouth. Again. And again. I try not to go too deep, but she doesn’t even flinch when I lose control and my hips smack forward. She feels incredible, shivering under me as Eli keeps jackhammering into her. And the whole time, she keeps rubbing Riven. 
Three Swedish Mountain Men
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