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Trent’s c**k pressed against my slick entrance, hot and deliberate. Slowly he buried himself inside me with one hard stroke, the tip of c**k hitting my cervix.
He let out a grunt as my vaginal walls stretched, and moulded around his c**k.
His shaft was massive, larger than anything I had taken inside of me. I felt myself stretched to a new limit.
“You’re so warm. So tight,” he muttered, nuzzling his head at the base of my neck.
There was pain at first—mild, but it also came along with pleasure, one that made my body quiver.
He didn’t move. Not yet. Just kissed his way up to my ears where he suckled on my earlobe.
A soft “ahh” escaped my lips and p***y clamped harder around his c**k.
Then he began to move, sliding his c**k in and out of me slowly, making me feel every i
