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His hands ran up her skirt. As he pulled the fabric from her muscular thighs. She felt the air hit her most sex as her king looked down at her. She watched as he unraveled his skirt and dropped it to the floor. His hard meat stood rigid and ready. She gasped at his penis is was large and thick. She hadn’t ever see one with the power he showed. She lazed back waiting for him to start. He pressed his head against her entrance, gently rubbing it up and down moistening his penis. With a slow push he entered her. She gasped and arched her back. “Lord, pleas… do it as hard as you wish.” Her voice echoed with desperation as he slowly entered and exited her. Moans escapes her lips as she bit down on them. His pace began to quicken, as he grunted at the warm tight hole he was now firmly in. Sliding his knuckles on the table he positioned his hands at her waist and began to pull her down as he thrusted. They grunted and moaned together as he still slowly penetrated her. Rar-sh screamed “fuck me harder!” The loud nice broke the kings focus and **** his eyes to focus on her face. Her eyes half open and teeth digging into her lip.