Burning Flowers (Two, page 2 of 8)


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Clarke closed her eyes as the muscular man in front of her slid his hard cock into her wet pussy. She felt an instant release, and it was so comforting to be under someone's strong body like that; in a man's arms being taken care of in the best way possible. She moaned as he slammed his cock relentlessly into her, hitting her g-spot with precision and digging deeper, filling her up. Her tits slapped against her chest as he continuously rocked her body back and forth, sending sheets rumbled to the floor as her curly hair was made staticky by sliding up and down on the pillow.

He placed his hands under her buttocks and lifted her hips, forcing her ass and legs into the air as he wrapped her legs around him. He squeezed her buttocks and slammed his hard cock deeper inside of her repeatedly until her moaned loudly. "Oh god!" she called out over and over as the thrusting caused the headboard to creek and bang up against the wall.

The man grunted and panted as her pussy began to squeeze tightly around him, choking his hard member as she began to reach her climax. The wave of pleasure came up her shaking legs into her thighs until it reached its height in her center, pulsating inside of her.

"Oh shit!" the man called out, getting to that point himself. Then, he slowly pulled out of her and rolled over on his back, panting. Clarke lay down next to him at the edge of the bed, covering up with the sheet.

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