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I must have dozed off at some point.
The exhaustion from the long day, the broken car, and the mental battle I’d been fighting finally won. My eyes grew heavy despite my best efforts, and I slipped into a restless sleep.
I kept feeling it — the soft, warm, plush heat of Bianca’s fat ass rubbing slowly against my c**k. Gentle, teasing movements that made my d**k throb painfully in my sweatpants. She was doing it on purpose, pressing back against me with deliberate rolls of her hips.
Then I woke up.
The room was dark, only faint moonlight filtering through the curtains. Bianca was still pressed against me, but this time… it wasn’t accidental.
She was awake.
And she was doing it intentionally.
Her fat, round ass was grinding back against my rock-hard c**k in slow, sensual circ
