That's what he needed. He moves his hand, rolls his hips, then stutters against her as he orgasms inside of her. He groans out into their kiss, and then breaks it, leaning his forehead against hers, panting.
He wraps both arms around her and falls backward on the bed. He cradles her to him, brushing her hair back from her face. He's never moving again. That was too nice. She killed him dead.
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He wraps both arms around her and falls backward on the bed. He cradles her to him, brushing her hair back from her face. He's never moving again. That was too nice. She killed him dead.