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Chapter 29 by thenewagewriter thenewagewriter

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Tight af!

Her hand wrapped around my shaft first, stroking firmly, drawing a moan from my throat as she positioned herself. The tip of her cock nudged my entrance, slick with her precum, and she pushed in slowly at first—inch by thick inch stretching me, the burn mixing with pleasure in a way that made my vision blur.

'Fuck, you're tight,' she gasped, eyes fluttering shut, vulnerability cracking through her dominance as she bottomed out, her balls resting against me. I gripped her hips, nails digging into her skin, the fullness overwhelming, her futanari cock filling me completely, hitting spots that sparked stars behind my eyelids.

We moved together then, bodies clashing hard—her thrusts deep and rhythmic, skin slapping skin in the quiet room. Sweat beaded on her toned chest, dripping onto mine as she drove into me, each plunge raw and urgent, the forbidden passion exploding between us.

'Markus... feels so good,' she moaned, voice breaking with emotion, her hands pinning my shoulders, blonde hair falling like a curtain around us. I arched up, meeting her, the submissive thrill of her topping me—youthful energy pounding relentlessly—building a coil in my gut. Her pussy clenched visibly with each thrust, her arousal dripping down, scenting the air with musk and need.

Emotions swirled amid the graphic heat: guilt for betraying Steve flickered, but drowned in the connection—her eyes holding mine, whispering my name like a secret, the house sharing culminating in this explosive intimacy. I wrapped a leg around her, pulling her deeper, my cock trapped between us, leaking as friction built.

'Don't stop,' I begged, voice hoarse, the pleasure coiling tighter, her thick length dragging against my walls, promising release but holding it just out of reach.

She slowed for a moment, grinding deep, her forehead against mine, breaths syncing in the charged silence. The lust simmered, not sated, her dominant rhythm teasing more to come as our bodies trembled on the edge.

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