Hello hi! Gonna leave this here and walk away…
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Her hands tugging on my back hair, nails scalping my scalp and causing my head to fall back. Meeting her cobalt eyes was something I wanted to do until I died. “Jealousy doesn't feel good.” She replied, kissing the corner of my parted lips, “I hate how it feels like someone stuffed me full of anger, and there's no space to breathe with it.
“I can stuff you with something else.” I teased.
“You could.”
My eyes rolled back in pleasure. This woman, the one that solely brought me out of the living dead, I love. And yeah, I got the jealousy part. “You know I’m yours, Sophia.” I responded, catching her bottom lip between my teeth, “Jealousy is sexy on you, but unnecessary.”
Her body swayed back and forth on my lap subtly, hips moving around on my dick to get some friction on her aching clit. Pushing my hand underneath her, I was greeted with wetness that soaked my hand.
“Say it again,” she whispered, lifting just enough for my fingers to find all the right angles, “say your mine.”
“I’m yours.”
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Annnnd senceeeee