Stepmoms Anal Pleasure: Sloan Rider, Anthony Pierce, and...

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The room was bathed in the soft, golden glow of twilight, spilling through the half-drawn blinds and casting long, dancing shadows across the floor. Her breath hitched as a pair of strong, knowing hands settled on her hips, turning her gently until her cheek pressed agat the cool, smooth surface of the windowpane. A low, appreciative murmur vibrated agat the nape of her neck, a primal sound that promised both reverence and raw possession. The scent of his skin, a mix of clean sweat and warm spice, filled her senses as he moved behind her, his body a solid wall of heat. She felt the deliberate, slow pressure begin, an istent and thrilling invasion that made her gasp and clutch at the window frame. Every nerve ending came alive, singing with a sharp, exquisite fire that spread through her core in waves of mounting pleasure. His rhythm was a masterful language, speaking of deep, hidden needs and a shared, frantic hunger that left them both trembling. The world outside blurred into nothingness, the only reality the intense, consuming friction and the sound of their ragged, mingled breaths. A final, deep thrust sent her spiraling over the edge, a cry tearing from her lips as a shattering release claimed her completely, leaving her boneless and utterly spent in his secure embrace.