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Ethan peppers your face with kisses as you sob, kissing the tears away. You are overwhelmed, aquirming under him, too sensitive, wanting to stay away but needing more, much more.

"What happens darling?" He asks softly "Do you wnat me to stop?"

"No!" You whine pitifully, clinging on him.

He smiles at you, opening his pants, shimming them off, his cock staning up and pround, looking bigger than you remember, red, shining beads of precome on the tip.
He rubs it up and down your drwnched folds, making you whine.

"N-nooo..." You whine holding him still.

He stops compleatly, caressing your face.

"Hey babe, are you okay?" he asks worried "do you want me to stop?"

You shake your head, you want him so ad but you are so sensitive right now. With the little strenght that you have you push him slightly, turning with some effort, pressing your sensitive chest on the bed. You turn to look at him, raising your hips and parting your asscheeks with a hand, your wrikled hole winking at him.

"M-moree.."