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Chapter 35 by Javalar Javalar

What was it you wanted to say?

"Fuck me! Hard!"

"What?", Dave moans, his lips buried in the curve of your neck.

There was something, you wanted to tell him, but you can't recall...

"Fuck me, Dave!", you sigh, and feel how his teeth are sucking at your skin. "Just fuck me, Dave! As hard as you can!"

What's next?

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