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On her hands and knees, presenting like an animal? Kneeling with her mouth open to be used as a warm hole? Then I knew what would please us both. Wait for me on your bed. Knee-high soccer socks. Nothing else. Spread eagle, on your back, touching yourself. I want you wet before I walk karups free videos in the door. I felt my pulse speed up. I knew she was already naked, on her knees by her bed, one hand braced on the frame and the other rubbing her clit rhythmically and intensely, bucking with anticipation and naked lust each time she came. But for her, orgasms only stoked the fire. She'd be nothing more than an animal once I got there. I caught my breath while I waited for her reply, standing in a pool of light thrown by a streetlamp onto the sidewalk. Done. And I already am. Soaking. I smiled, typing quickly. I know. 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Without missing a beat – at least I wanted to do it that way, but my feet got tangled in the blanket and I tripped half off the bed – I grabbed her inner thighs with both hands and pushed her legs nearly flat on the mattress, leaving nail marks and bruises as a memento for later, and finally gave up some of my control. I fucked her wildly, and she met me more than half way, and together our bodies made lewd slapping sounds as her flesh met mine. She made the first sounds then, with the soundless almost-grimace giving way to animal-like moans and half-formed "fuck"s and "oh god" and great, shuddering breaths when she remembered to breathe, and something gave within me. I flipped her over onto her stomach and entered her from behind, pinning her with my body, and held her like that, fucking her as deeply and as hard as I could manage, for longer than I had thought possible. 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