The Culprit

1200 Words

The dining room is filled with erotic screams as Grayson pounds into me over and over again, my legs spread wide to accommodate his broad structure. I squirm beneath him, moaning my way to the climax of orgasms as his teeth graze and nip against his mark. My claws dig into the hard muscles of his back as he rams his thick co*k into me faster, harder, wilder, taking each primal groan of mine and making it louder. Soon, I can barely breathe as the pleasure ricochets through my body, radiating with heat so hot, my skin literally burns with desire. It's consuming, my lust so full and at its peak that it threatens to rip me apart from the inside out, yet it only makes me desperate for more— more of him filling me up until the pressure of pleasure is embedded into the very fiber of my being a

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