Chapter 70 - Plain To Beautiful (7)
Meanwhile, two more women were shamelessly grinding themselves against his legs, their thighs slick with their arousal. Their moans melted into the chorus of pleasure echoing through the room, each movement driven by a desperate, needy rhythm. Their skin glistened, flushed with heat, as their bodies rocked back and forth, wet and slick against his. The woman straddling him threw her head back, hair spilling like a wild curtain as she rode him, her voice breaking into breathy cries every time she slammed down onto his dick, her body quaking with pleasure.
It was a vivid, overwhelming scene, burning itself into my mind like a brand. The intensity of it—how raw and unrestrained it all felt—sent a rush of heat through my chest, leaving me breathless, my pulse racing with a mix of shock, disbelief, and something else I couldn't even begin to name.
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