Page 69 of Mountain Daddy

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Kendra’s pussy swallows the tip of my dick.

I hear her inhale.

Kendra clenches around me.

I thrust halfway in.

Kendra’s cunt is so hot it practically burns me.

I circle my free arm around her waist.

Kendra presses back onto me, and I picture her palms flat on the dryer.

I start to rub her clit again.

Kendra holds her breath.

I curl against her, putting my lips to her ear.

The voices are still in the garage.

The people are still feet away.

“Breathe and relax.” I pull almost all the way out. “You can take me. You’ve done it before.”

Her pussy flutters.

I rub circles around her clit.

Her body tightens.

I still my fingers.

Her breaths are quiet but heavy in the dark room.

I flatten my hand, my palm against her clit, my fingers spread around the spot where my cock is notched into her entrance.

Her muscles relax around me.

I shove all the way in.

The heat.

The fucking heat and tightness.

My brain glitches.

I can’t hear anything.

Can’t see anything.

I can only feel.

I can only feelher.

Everywhere.

I pull out.

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