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Diluc Absolutely Destroying My Bussy

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Diluc, a hunk with a huge dick and an unsatiable taste for sex, is going to ruin me and my body as he fucks, sucks and cums all over me

Chapter 1: Chapter 1

I'm sitting here in the tub, my legs spread out wide, water lapping at my thighs, as I try to calm my nerves. My hands are shaking as I clutch at my bathmat, trying to hold myself together. My body is on fire as I feel every inch of his huge cock inside me. I can't believe I'm actually letting this happen. I've never let a man touch me like this before.My heart is racing as I try to concentrate on his voice, the softness of his lips, the way his eyes crinkle when he smiles. He's talking to me, talking me into letting him fuck me. His voice is smooth and velvety, full of soul and charm. I'm lost in his words as they tumble from his mouth, tumbling through my mind.

"You want me to stop?"His voice cracks as he asks me that.

"No, please don't stop," I reply, my voice cracking as well. "Fuck my pussy, please."

He teases me with his answer. "My pleasure, my pleasure." His voice is smooth and velvety again, full of soul and charm.

"Oh God, Oh God, Oh God,"I moan as his cock twirls inside me, his hot cum shooting deep inside me. I can't stop shaking as his hot cum shoots deep inside me, filling me up. I can't stop the moans escaping my lips as I feel his hot cum shoot inside me, coating my insides with his baby batter.

"Ohhhhhh, God,"I groan as I feel the warmth of his cum shoot inside me, warming me from within. I feel the tightness in my chest ease as his hot cum shoots deep inside me, making me a part of him.

"That was wonderful,"he whispers in my ear as his cock twirls once more inside me, his hot cum shooting deep inside me yet again."My darling little slut."

I feel his fingers curl around my hair, pulling it tightly as he uses his thumb to caress my face. "Did you really think I wasn't curious about your writing, Deni?" His voice is rough, full of gravel, but his eyes are kind, his soul shining through them. "I've been reading your stories for years."

"Really? Years?"

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