Door Handle Turning... While His D**k Explodes Inside Me

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The footsteps stopped right outside our door. Jake’s voice mumbled something—probably on his phone—as Maxton stayed buried balls-deep inside me, his massive ten-inch c**k throbbing like a heartbeat against my stretched walls. My ass clenched around him involuntarily, milking him, begging for the load I knew was right there on the edge. “Shhh,” Maxton breathed against my ear, his voice low and rough, but his hips gave one slow, filthy grind, stirring his c**k deep in my guts. The wet squelch was obscene in the quiet room. “Don’t make a sound.” I bit my lip hard enough to draw blood, tears of overwhelming pleasure leaking from my eyes. Being pinned under him, folded in half with his long runner’s legs powering that monster d**k into me while our roommate stood just feet away… it was the mo

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