I wake up to the feel of your lips on my right hip, loving how your teeth pull my skin and your tongue soothes that spot. Moaning my pleasure, I reach out to touch you. I squirm as your finger presses my clit. "Stop!" I cry out. "I don't want your fingers. I want you. Hard. Deep. I need you to claim my body...my soul." Turning over, I whisper, "Don't go soft, I need you! Hard, rough!
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