Shay's Midday Canine Craving

Shay's lunch plans took a steamy turn when her guest couldn't keep his eyes – or hands – off her ass. Bent over the counter, Shay felt the heat of his gaze, then the press of his cock against her. She turned, a wicked grin on her face, and led him to the couch. There, she offered herself up, her knees sinking into the cushions as he entered her from behind. His hands gripped her hips, pulling her back as he pounded into her, their bodies moving in sync, driven by primal hunger.

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