STORY 9: FREESTYLE F*CKING (I)

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Chapter 1 Sarah’s POV Jason’s mouth slammed against mine, and the second his tongue shoved into my mouth, I lost control. I moaned so loud against his lips I almost embarrassed myself, but I could not care. My hands clawed at his shirt, yanking it, desperate to tear it off, desperate to feel his skin. His kiss was filthy, his teeth biting at my lip, his tongue f*****g my mouth like he owned it. His hand gripped the back of my neck hard, forcing me to take it, like he was claiming me. My back hit the wall with a thud, his body crushing me. His c**k pressed solid and heavy against my stomach through his jeans, and my p***y clenched so hard I whimpered. I could feel how big he was even through the fabric. My clit throbbed instantly, and my panties were soaked in seconds. “Jason,” I gaspe

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