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Pine Garden
YOLF:
Justice
He roguishly chuckled against the hard tip of her breast, sucking and biting with gusto. It seemed that Suerte was still looking a little down on him, but she changed her toned soon enough, and he was pleased to oblige the request.
Two fingers pushed to the knuckle into her, stretching drenched and heated walls with patient harshness. Justice's legs settled closer to hers, pushing her thighs further apart as he skillfully did his part. They were both more than ready for it, but he hadn't finished with his fun returning Suerte's favors.
Long digits curled abruptly inside, while his other hand went from fondling to pinching her bosom.
yinsukin:
Suerte
"Oh..." she moaned, her body quivering in reaction to his biting. She rolled back into the wall for support, focusing all of her willpower into not doubling over with pleasure. She could feel herself dripping down into her panties. "You are good..."
She could feel him inside of her, those strong hands touching her walls. She squeezed those fingers, silently wanting the real thing to go inside of her the more he moved them within her walls. "Thats good..."
YOLF:
Justice
His hardness ground hungrily against her thigh as his fingers moved back and forth, pushing Suerte to spill even more. He looked into her eyes from his half-looming half-bending position over her. "You want it? Hard?
Ah, this was a better use of pointed rethorical questions than his usual mishaps.
yinsukin:
Suerte
Suerte steeled herself, trying to get herself to move outside of her hips gyrating to match his fingers sliding in and out. She stared up at him, flashing him a smile that was equal parts loving and malicious.
"Oh don't tease me so much," she said, wrapping her legs around his waist. "Give it to me now! I need it now! If I can't have it I will get off to breaking your bones!"
YOLF:
Justice
His wet hand slipped out of her and moved down the curve of her back to hold her, and the other slammed into the wall to steady himself, deforming it in the shape of his fingers. With furrowed concentration, the tip of Justice's member left a wet trail on her leg as it moved past Suerte's underwear and stroked between her slippery folds.
The rider fully sheathed himself in her snug body, the wet slap of their flesh echoing alongside a muted crash as she was squished against the wall by his mass. He shivered, and spiderweb cracks spread from his hand piercing the brick and concrete.
"Damn," he said, experimentally, suddenly rocking his waist into her.
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