Chronicles of Carnal Repetition

In the dimly lit room, the fifth time feels like a ritual, a testament to their unquenchable thirst for each other. She's a goddess, her body a temple he worships with every thrust. His hands roam her curves, squeezing, pinching, claiming every inch of her. She's a wildcat, her nails raking down his back, her teeth sinking into his shoulder. It's a battle of wills, a clash of bodies, a fuck so intense it leaves them both breathless and spent.

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