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Her pussy is still swollen, glistening with my cum from before, and the sight of it makes my cock jerk.

It’s heavy, throbbing, aching to be inside her again like we weren’t just there moments ago.

I kneel between her legs, spreading them wider, watching her pussy lips part like they’re inviting me back in.

Fuck, she’s so wet, so fucking hot.

I drag two fingers through her slit, feeling the sticky mess we’ve made, and she gasps, arching off the bed.

“Fox,” she whimpers, her voice trembling.

My balls tighten.

I lean down, pressing my lips to her inner thigh, tasting the salt of her skin.

My tongue teases her, licking a slow, torturous path toward her cunt.

When I finally drag it through her folds, tasting her and me, she moans, her hands fisting the sheets.

Her clit’s swollen, begging for attention, and I suck it into my mouth, fucking her with my tongue until she’s trembling, her hips jerking uncontrollably.

I dip my finger inside her and bring it to her mouth. “Taste us.”

She does, her eyes on me, and I can’t wait. I just can’t.

I slide into her again, but this time it’s slow, deliberate, every inch of my cock stretching her out.

She’s so warm, so soft.

I groan, gripping her hips as I bottom out.

Her pussy clenches around me, trying to milk me dry.

“I could come just from the way you feel,” I murmur against her lips.

“Hmm,” she purrs, her eyes drowsy, a smile on her face.

She’s glowing.

I start to move, rocking into her with lazy, deep thrusts, letting her feel every inch of me.

Her breasts bounce with each movement, and I lean down to suck a nipple into my mouth, biting and teasing until she’s writhing beneath me.

Her hands tangle in my hair, pulling me closer, and I can feel her heartbeat pounding against my chest.

Her pussy’s wet, tight, and I can’t get enough of the way she grips me, like she’s trying to keep me inside her forever.

Her legs wrap around my waist, pulling me closer, and I can feel her orgasm building, her muscles fluttering around my cock.

When she comes, it’s with a cry, her body trembling as she clenches around me. I follow her over the edge, claiming her again in the most primal way possible.

We’re both panting, sticky, but I’m not ready to let her go yet.

I collapse beside her, pulling her against me, my cock twitching with the aftershocks of her pussy’s tight grip.

“You’re perfect,” I tell her.

She nuzzles into me.