Fu*k the Wedding.

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I shrieked and sucked in air. My breathing became more ragged and erratic. Damon rested both of his hands on my supple ass cheeks and palmed them gently. His hands seemed to sink into my ass like they would do on one of those tempurpedic Memory Foam mattresses. I moved my hips slowly, raising them and then moving back down. We made s****l noises and cries in unison while our bodies moved together in a slow sensual rhythm. Damon nibbled the top of my ear while his d**k moved in and out of my wetness. My hard n*****s penetrated his chest and my p***y tightened around his d**k. The bed squeaked slightly underneath us, but we didn’t hear it one bit. Damon and I were on our own planet, nothing outside could touch us. Our loud breathing and spontaneous moans filled the air. We slowly worked up

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