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She's My Collar (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

She saw and let out a whine, pausing to pull back. "F-For Gods' sakes, Orin." She said, grabbing his hand and forcing it into her soft hair before she moved back to sucking him off with a low moan.
 
He gripped her hair tightly, not making any excuses for his cowardly behavior, swallowing another moan as he watched her.
 
She was on all fours in front of him, her wide hips looking even wider with her legs spread a bit.
 
He wanted to be behind her so bad, his fingers digging into those hips like they were an anchor. It drove him closer to climax just thinking about it.
 
She was working him faster and faster, noticing and wiggling her hips and rolling them to set him over.
 
That certainly did it. He forced her still and erupted down her throat without thinking, giving a strangled growl as he did.
 
He moved her forcefully to turn her, grabbing her hips hard and pressing his hips to hers, his cock throbbing against her pussy.
 
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