
The next few days were intense. Ryan and Emma spent almost every hour together. They fucked, made love, ate, slept, and fucked again. Emmaβs body was constantly sore, her pussy always full of Ryanβs cum, but she had never been happier.
One evening, Ryan looked at her while she was cooking dinner wearing only his t-shirt and no panties. He came behind her, wrapped his arms around her waist, and kissed her neck.


















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