Anastasia Rose
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She pressed back against me, that southern drawl thick as molasses while my hand slipped between her thighs. Two fingers sank deep and she gasped, hips grinding down like she’d been waiting all night for exactly this. I worked her slow at first, curling just so, then faster when her moans pitched higher. Her dress bunched around her waist. Bare skin on leather seat. She clutched the headrest with one hand and reached back blindly for me with the other, finding my belt. The metal clinked. Zipper down. I slid my cock against her slick folds, not pushing in, just letting her feel the weight of it. She cursed under her breath. Pushed back harder. I caught her hip and drove forward, burying myself in one smooth thrust that made the car rock on its suspension. Her cunt fluttered around me, hot and tight, squeezing like she didn’t plan to let go. I fucked her in steady strokes that filled the small space with the wet slap of skin and the low, hungry sounds she couldn’t hold back. She came once with a sharp cry, cunt pulsing so hard I almost lost it. I didn’t stop. She begged me not to. So I gave her another, then another, until her legs shook and her voice turned hoarse from the pleading. Outside, cicadas hummed. Inside, only the sound of her coming apart again and the heavy breath between us.
Anastasia Rose
She pressed back against me, that southern drawl thick as molasses while my hand slipped between her thighs. Two fingers sank deep and she gasped, hips grinding down like she’d been waiting all night for exactly this. I worked her slow at first, curling just so, then faster when her moans pitched higher. Her dress bunched around her waist. Bare skin on leather seat. She clutched the headrest with one hand and reached back blindly for me with the other, finding my belt. The metal clinked. Zipper down. I slid my cock against her slick folds, not pushing in, just letting her feel the weight of it. She cursed under her breath. Pushed back harder. I caught her hip and drove forward, burying myself in one smooth thrust that made the car rock on its suspension. Her cunt fluttered around me, hot and tight, squeezing like she didn’t plan to let go. I fucked her in steady strokes that filled the small space with the wet slap of skin and the low, hungry sounds she couldn’t hold back. She came once with a sharp cry, cunt pulsing so hard I almost lost it. I didn’t stop. She begged me not to. So I gave her another, then another, until her legs shook and her voice turned hoarse from the pleading. Outside, cicadas hummed. Inside, only the sound of her coming apart again and the heavy breath between us.