He’s so Wicked that he Fucked my ghost eyes out
“Who… who are you?” he stammered, fear mixing with curiosity. The woman stepped closer, her hips moving in a slow, hypnotic rhythm.

“Who… who are you?” he stammered, fear mixing with curiosity. The woman stepped closer, her hips moving in a slow, hypnotic rhythm.
“Five minutes?” she teased breathlessly, grinding faster. I bit my lip, struggling to hold back as pleasure built up inside me…
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