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ONE NIGHT STAND

Author: Queen Flora
last update publish date: 2026-05-25 05:21:33

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Alex laid me down on the cool king-sized sheets, his powerful body hovering over mine. His thick cock brushed against my inner thigh, hot and insistent. I was still trembling from the orgasm on the console table, but my body craved more. I needed him inside me.

“Alex,” I whispered, my voice already hoarse. “Fuck me. Please.”

His dark eyes flashed with raw hunger. “You don’t have to beg twice, Scarlett.” He positioned himself between my spread thighs, the thick head of his cock nudgi
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