"I'm not in this for creativity," he murmurs, leaning down to press a kiss against her tailbone. "I want you outside. I want you to feel the breeze while I'm fucking you."
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"I'm not in this for creativity," he murmurs, leaning down to press a kiss against her tailbone. "I want you outside. I want you to feel the breeze while I'm fucking you."