Writhing in Pre-Dawn Coitus

The room is dim, the only sound their ragged breaths and the slap of skin on skin. He holds her hips, pounding into her, his cock slick with her arousal. She grips the sheets, her body tensing as he hits her G-spot. He leans over, biting her shoulder, his fingers finding her clit, rubbing in time with his thrusts. She comes undone, her pussy clenching around him, triggering his own release. He collapses onto her back, their bodies slick with sweat, as they catch their breath, already planning their next round.

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