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my back. “My turn,” she says, straddling my waist while

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throwing her shirt to the side. Giving me the best view of

her tits.

Her delicate hands circle my dick for her to guide herself

onto me fully seated “Oh fuck, yes!” she cries out, starting

bounce up and down on my cock like a fucking wild thing.

I let out a loud groan of my own as I feel myself getting

closer and closer to the edge. “You’re so fucking wet for

me,” I say in between heavy pants, enjoying the way Emma

just moaned louder in response.

She grabs onto my shoulders tightly,grinding her clit into

me as she comes hard around me, screaming out my name

as she squeezes me harder than ever before.

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The overwhelming tight, wet,heat of her has me over

the edge with her at that moment. Emptying myself inside

her, we finish at the same time, it was pure ecstasy! I give

her a kiss on the forehead and hold her to my chest as we

catch our breath. Heart pounding still I slowly roll to my

side laying Emma next me face to face. I could stay in the

moment forever.

Emma sits up on the bed, pulling me towards her for a

kiss. I eagerly oblige, our lips meeting in a passionate

embrace. As we kissed, I can’t help but think about all of

the things that she had been through before we met - her

being basically a fucking sex slave, the lack of control over

her own body. But now she was different. Stronger.

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Happier. And it was all because of me. Or at least I hope it

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