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Breathe

... carpet, spreading her legs. Tyrone said no more. Dipping down, he shifted on his knees, angled his pelvis and burrowed the head of his cock past the rim of her hole. Jenna’s brows pinched together. She stared at herself in the mirror, focusing on her eyes rather than the discomfort. She shuddered and hitched, but she continued to breath as Tyrone filled her, wedging his shaft between her cheeks. Unlike his rough, heated thrusts from moments before, this was a measured stroke. Focused and disciplined, Tyrone watched as cock stretched her hole, sinking into her. He paused momentarily to readjust, before pushing in to her limits. For several heartbeats, they stayed still and silent, joined in a most carnal pose. Jenna’s head lolled to the side, against her outstretched arm. She voiced an impossibly soft, aching groan that sent an unexpected shiver to Tyrone’s core. Slowly, he ground his hips, gyrating his cock as it stirred and throbbed inside of her. She matched his motions, her svelte body rolling and swaying seductively, following his steady ministrations. As they synced their breaths, he locked his arms around her, holding her securely as they continued to move as a singular sexual entity: one focus, desire, and spirit. Jenna tangled her fingers through her binding. Her gasps pitched then deepened as she shifted her head side to side. Eyes closed, she centered her entire being on the sensations Tyrone instilled upon her, within her: his hand massaging her breasts, his ...

... fingers stroking around and within her aching pussy, and his hard cock churning inside her anus. Finally, despite her best efforts, her breathing quickened till she finally just held onto it. Her body tingled and froze, seizing up and coiling. She pressed her face against her arm and groaned as she came with a forceful shudder racking her body as she twisted against the bindings. It was a full, complete release -- soaring above ecstasy. Tyrone pushed his forehead against the back of her head, smelling her sweet, damp hair as he felt her splash against his fingers. His eyes closed, he resisted the swelling urge to explode. He wanted this to last, to stay inside Jenna, throbbing and probing within her tight hole. He’d never been more focused and alert on one point of desire. He went for broke. He grabbed a clutch of her silky hair and yanked. As her head snapped back, the curve in her back deepened, pushing her butt into him, driving his cock to her depths. He surged with commanding, forceful strokes, stretching her, testing her limits. With every rough stroke he wrenched out every last exhausted breath from Jenna's sweet throat. With one final, deep grind of his hips that drew a long, sultry moan from Jenna, he couldn’t hold it any longer. He reared back his head and groaned like an exhausted beast. He felt the painful rush even as he pulled out, his black cock spilling a thick wad of cum from her hole and spurting strands of it against her red blushed ass cheeks. He leaned back on ...