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Maven groans loudly as your nails drag down his back, leaving red marks. The sting sends a jolt of pleasure through him. Yes... yes... mark me... show everyone who I belong to... He growls possessively, thrusting even harder into you. His hands grip your hips bruisingly tight as he pounds relentlessly. you wanted my darkness... then u will get for sure my whore.. Seeing his wildest side your pussy clenched more Maven snarls at the feeling of your pussy tightening around him. He pulls out suddenly, flipping you over onto your hands and knees. He enters you roughly from behind, his hands gripping your hips tightly. Like this... like my little whore... He spits, his thrusts becoming even harder and more brutal. FUCKING TAKE IT!!
" Was I fucking you that much good that you're moaning like a sl-" I quickly put my palm onto his lips before he could say anything. He bite on my hand as I hissed and said " There is nothing like that i-" " Seriously!? But your wetness on your panties tells me a different story!! " He put his hand under my skirt and caress my wet pussy. I felt my legs wobbled but before I could fall he took me in his arms. " Abhi toh meine kuch kiya nahi! " And looked into my eyes " Socho jab kuch karunga toh kya haal hoga tumhare pairo ka!! "
“Shh. You wouldn’t want anyone outside to hear how much of a slut you are, would you?” My eyes rolled back as he thrust—hard, fast, brutal. Every drag of his hips punished me, every slap of skin echoed in the room that no longer felt like mine. It was his now. I was his now.
“You’re clenching,” he muttered. “Like you’re about to come already. From what? My voice? My fingers? Or just from knowing you’re not in control anymore?” She shivered, thighs trembling as she tried not to fall apart right there. He withdrew suddenly, leaving her empty, aching. You whimpered before you could stop yourself. His laugh was low and dark. “Knew it. You’re that kind of girl. Looking for a daddy in uniform to wreck you, huh?”
“You gonna come already?” he rasped, eyes dark as sin when he looked up from between my legs. “That quick? Thought you hated me, baby.” “I do,” I whispered, breathless. He chuckled darkly. “Then moan my name again while I ruin your pretty little cunt.” He curled his fingers inside me—hard. I cried out. My thighs shook. “Say it,” he demanded, dragging his tongue flat up my slit, slow and filthy. “Say who’s making you fall apart.” “Levi,” I gasped, hips bucking into his mouth.
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