She Claims, He Obliges

"It will be," he whispers, his voice a low growl that sends shivers down her spine. She trembles, her pussy clenching at the promise in his words. He moves closer, his body crowding hers, his breath hot on her neck. He takes his time, exploring her body, learning what makes her gasp, what makes her writhe. He's a master, commanding her responses, bending her to his will. She's his instrument, playing her symphony of pleasure. When he finally enters her, she's ready, her body welcoming his invasion. He fucks her slow, deep, each thrust a statement of his dominance. She comes undone, her orgasm ripping through her, her body convulsing as he fills her with his hot cum.

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