I was meant to be in control, meant to be measured, to be moving forward with our games gently. Did she mean to make it impossible? If so, I would leash her more tightly in the future. But not now. Now, my cock burned with the urge to thrust. I lunged forward, hooking my arms beneath Sonya's knees and bending her for my use, fucking her roughly from above. "Oh, god, yes!" she cried, just as the first subtle knife of caution tried to cut through my thoughts. It vanished with her words, her eyes wide and mouth slack with relief, breasts shaking with the force of my thrusts. She was natural,
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