Wilke returned the kiss, his fingers continuing to get her as ready as he could before he made quick work of the foil, and the condom. He settled over her, bodies aligned, and guided the tip of his cock until it was just at her entrance. "Daphne," he spoke the word against her cheek, before he pushed slowly inside her, with one last thrust past her barrier. It took all of his strength to stay still, to let her body adjust.
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2013-02-12 05:45 (UTC)