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" He mumbled something against my skin that sounded like a warning not to make promises I couldn't keep before resuming.
His left hand played with my hair while his right lightly stroked my pussy through my jeans. His tongue echoed the motions above.
He pressed them back against the mattress, his other hand shoving my right knee up. A ragged scream ripped from my throat when his cock slammed back into me.
Clothes were overflowing the hamper since I usually did laundry on the weekends. And then there was my reflection in the mirror.
He tipped my chin up.
At least he was able to get rid of his apartment.