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For a brief moment, neither of you moves. You’re still buried inside her, your breath ragged, your heart pounding. The sheets are a mess, her body marked by your hands, your mouth, your desire. Gemma's still trembling, her breath faint, but you don't give her time to recover. You need more. The second your orgasm fades, you pull out, your cock glistening with her juices. With a growl, you flip her onto her stomach, her tiny body moving easily under your strength. She gasps as her chest presses hard into the mattress, her ass already high in the air, begging for you.

You don't waste a second. You grab her hips, yanking her back against you and slam into her in one brutal thrust. She screams, her fingers clawing at the sheets as you bottom out inside her. The angle is different - deeper and harder - and the tightness around you makes your vision go white. She's so fucking wet, her juices dripping down her thighs as you fuck her hard and fast, your cock pistoning in and out of her. Your fingers leave marks on her hips as you destroy her, the sight of her jiggling ass driving you wild.