[Ezio knows how to be sweet, how to be kind and gentle. How to make love slowly, passionately. But it was crystal clear that wasn't what she needed, what she wanted. No, everything about her body was begging to be fucked, to be taken roughly, to have her hair pulled and her ass slapped, for marks to be left upon her skin. For her to be left tried and sated and sore in all the best ways.
Her voice lifted beautifully, moans of his name, soft request for him to go deeper, to go harder, and he answered in kind, widening his stand just enough to put even more power behind each thrust. To make each one long and deep, bottoming out within her dripping walls before pulling out until nothing but the tip of his thick cock remained inside her.
His grip on her tightens, wrapping one hand around both her wrist, leaving the other free to smooth along the line of her back, to dig blunt nails into her hip, to tangle into her hair and tug. To slap her ass as it bounces for him.]
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Her voice lifted beautifully, moans of his name, soft request for him to go deeper, to go harder, and he answered in kind, widening his stand just enough to put even more power behind each thrust. To make each one long and deep, bottoming out within her dripping walls before pulling out until nothing but the tip of his thick cock remained inside her.
His grip on her tightens, wrapping one hand around both her wrist, leaving the other free to smooth along the line of her back, to dig blunt nails into her hip, to tangle into her hair and tug. To slap her ass as it bounces for him.]