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Chapter 25 by Kristobal Kristobal

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Michael’s pace was merciless—hips slamming, cock grinding deep inside her with every thrust. The porcelain counter rattled beneath her palms. Emily cried out, the sound breaking into **** little gasps as her body was shoved forward again and again.

And then his hand slid lower.

Two fingers found her swollen clit, rubbing hard, fast, circles that made her buck against him no matter how tightly she tried to clamp her thighs together. The double **** was unbearable—the thick stretch of his cock spearing her again and again while his fingers tortured the hypersensitive bud at her entrance.

Emily shook her head wildly, tears flying, her voice breaking. “No—don’t—don’t touch me there!”

Michael just laughed against her ear, his breath hot and cruel. “That’s the spot that makes you cum, isn’t it? Don’t lie. Your clit’s throbbing for me.”

“I’m not—I can’t—” she sobbed, but her body betrayed her. Her hips jerked, **** and unwilling, as the heat built fast, unbearable, spiraling out of her control.

Michael’s thrusts grew deeper, sharper, his cock grinding against the back of her walls while his thumb pressed harder, faster, merciless against her clit.

“That’s it,” he growled, teeth grazing her ear. “Cum on me. Milk my cock with that tight little cunt.”

And she did.

Her whole body seized, thighs trembling, pussy clamping down hard as an orgasm ripped through her. The cry that tore from her throat was ragged, broken, humiliatingly loud. The counter shook under her fists as her body shook with the release she hadn’t wanted, hadn’t chosen.

Michael groaned, grinding deep inside her as her climax soaked his cock. “Fuck, yeah… I felt that. You came all over me, MILF. Twice now. Your body fucking loves me.”

Emily collapsed forward, forehead to the cool porcelain, tears streaking hot down her cheeks, humiliation burning deeper than the aftershocks still pulsing through her clit.

And Michael didn’t stop. His hand stayed on her clit, rubbing cruel circles even as she twitched and gasped from oversensitivity, keeping her body on edge for more.

Where does he finish?

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