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Sunlight glistens off the water running down her sleek body and I feel like I’m fucking a magical creature.

Her tiny nails dig into my skin and the warmth of her channel clamps down around me. The combination of pleasure and the prick of pain has my blood soaring with a desire to feed her my release. My balls ache to empty every last hot drop of cum inside her.

It won’t be long now, but not yet.

I walk her up the last couple of stairs and guide her to her knees. She sinks to all fours and I groan deeply at the sight of her ass in the air. I palm both globes and spread her wide as I enter her from behind.

“Maxim,” she husks in a sultry tone that reaches into me and grabs my balls in a steel grip. My head falls back and I start to thrust until I forget everything but the need to mark her. Claim her like I’m a fucking beast.

She yelps and pushes into me when I slap both hands on her ass and drive deep enough my balls smack her clit at the same time.

“Yes,” she moans and then rocks her hips. “Are you gonna feed me all that milk, Maxim?”

Pure sin spills across my face when I smile and the effect it has on her leaves me reeling. Raw desire for what I want to give her shines in those pretty eyes of hers and I know…I fucking know…this woman was meant for me. I was meant for her.

I move harder and faster, water splashing around us with each of my powerful thrusts. Our orgasms hit at the same time. I throw my head back and roar through the untethered ecstasy ripping through every red blood cell in my body.

I know without a doubt as of this minute we are tied together for life.


Tags: Penelope Wylde Erotic