The scent of our girlsex
filled the air.

Yvette had already submitted, chanting her adoration and
relishing His bliss.

I defied Him when He captured my gaze and would
not release it. I fought Him when He ordered my hand to stroke my
clit to His rhythm. I struggled when His divine cock plunged into my
voracious cunt.

I wasn’t His yet, but I was no longer my own.

long could I hold out? How long until I was like Yvette? How long
until I found release?

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