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Era tarde da noite quando ela chegou ao meu quarto com aqueles olhos cheios de desejo, implorando em sussurros roucos pela minha rola. Suas mãos tremulas abriram meu zíper enquanto ela se ajoelhava, e eu já sentia o calor do seu corpo pedindo mais. Puxei-a para cima de mim, e ela não perdeu tempo—subiu na minha pélvis e começou a cavalgar com uma fome que deixava claro quem mandava naquela situação. Cada movimento era calculado, um ritmo selvagem e urgente que fazia a cama ranger sob nosso peso. Ela então se inclinou para frente, esfregou seu clitóris contra meu corpo num vai e vem molhado, e os gemidos que soltava eram música para meus ouvidos—altos, sinceros, cheios de necessidade. Eu a segurei pelos quadris, acelerando o embalo, e podia sentir seu interior pulsando quando a respiração dela ficou mais curta. De repente, seus músculos contraíram, um arranhaço nas minhas costas, e ela goza forte, um tremor intenso que a fez gritar meu nome até as paredes ecoarem. Caiu sobre meu peito, ofegante, com um sorriso de dever cumprido.
It was 2 AM when this naughty girl slipped in, the scent of night air and cheap beer clinging to her leather jacket. The apartment was dark, save for the city lights bleeding through the blinds. She didn"t speak, just slid onto the back of my motorcycle, her hands finding my waist, her body pressing close as I kicked the engine to life. We rode through the sleeping streets, a blur of neon and shadow, the wind whipping past us. I could feel the vibration of the engine between my legs, a steady, powerful thrum that mirrored my own pulse. Back in my room, her mouth was on my neck, her fingers working the button of my jeans. A low moan escaped her, a raw, hungry sound that was swallowed by the rumble of a passing truck. It wasn"t gentle or romantic; it was pure, desperate need. My own control shattered, and I let go, a choked gasp her name as I came. The final tremor racks her body, a sharp, gasping cry torn from her throat as she cums hard.
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