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Lilyan could not get enough. Every touch, every kiss, every caress was like magic. His every movement was wondrous. Her body craved him more than she had thought was possible. She moved her hips, raising and lowering herself onto him, feeling his shaft penetrate her deeply with each downward motion. She moved up and down as quickly as she could manage. Her legs felt like they were on fire, but so did her core. A pressure built inside of her as she rode Zayd's c**k, making her ignore her burning muscles. The head of his member hit the back of her walls again and again. His girth stretched her again and again, stuffing her center over and over, up and down as she bounced on top of him. Her breasts bobbed in time with her movements. She clasped them in her hands, squeezing them and pinching h
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