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... th him, it was something he fucked out of me—slow, deep, deliberate strokes that left no room for anything except his name falling off my lips.
"Daddy Domenico!" I moaned, bouncing on his cock as I rode him shamelessly, meeting every thrust he gave me.
My eyes were shut tight, tears rolling down the sides of my face as I gripped the headrest of the driver’s seat for support.
I shut off my mind, letting the low hum of the car and the sound of my ass slapping against his th ...
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