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"Her eyes looked into his as she moved her hips mercilessly. One hand gripped the roots of his disheveled hair while the other was on his broad chest. Her raven locks were bouncing along with her, enshrouding her pink cheeks and rosy bitten lips. His hands held her hips, his eyes locked onto hers, not wanting to miss a single second. Her moans grew louder and his did too. She moved down, locking their lips together, she'd often open her mouth for air though she never retracted fully. He felt her pants and cries against his swollen lips and swallowed all her moans. He never missed a beat, always quick to match her speed. She was a firecracker only, he was not only there for the show."

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