King
f**k.
My touch is gentle as I run my hand up and down her body. She's only wearing a shirt and panties, like she was begging for me to come in here and f**k her.
One day, I want to take off her clothes and trace every line, every curve, every stretch mark of her body that grew the baby that should've been mine. I bet she was so sexy, her belly round and swollen.
But that's okay, I'll experience it for myself. Soon enough.
Without hesitation, I yank off my clothes before reaching under her shirt, squeezing her tit that fits perfectly in my hand. She lets out a sweet little moan, turning my c**k into steel. I switch between her breasts, tugging on her n*****s until they're both nice and taut.
Alyssa whimpers, wiggling her ass against my c**k. The last of my restraint snaps, and I tug her pa……
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