Does John rubs her or choose what he wants to do?
Lift her with ease and fuck her like a puppet
John swats the ebony girl's hand away from her sweetness. He lifts the dress to her waist letting the tight cloth texture hang and clings to her body. John eyes scanning over the tiny woman's hot body. Her sexy tattoos drawing John into her.

He lifts her tiny body upwards. His hands held either side of her ass cheeks. Gripping Holly's cheeks with one hand, he fishes out his big white vessel covering manhood. His eyes looked deep into Holly's with his cock standing straight up. His cock felt her slits above his member.

"Your gonna get fuck, you know this. No man gonna be able to compare to me ever again. I'm going to make your future husband feel worthless. When you're fucking him, the only thing that going to be running through your mind is me. Me." John mushroom playing and teasing with the soft flaps of Holly.
Holly after John pervy words immediately starts to kiss his neck. Her pouty lips kissed his neck, finding his lips. Her body endured feeling like nothing but holes for this man. His cool calmness mixed with his alphaness, shooing her into this philosophy.
John pushes his first inch into the punker tight wet snatch, easier than chocolate being melted by lava. John tries to turn to the door, thinking he heard something but Holly takes his attention back. Her two words yanked his awareness.

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