The visceral urge to fuck this man who so perplexed and primed her engorged her velvet wetness with a flooding energy that made her head feel light and her fingers feel hot. The button of her desire tortuously throbbed as her mind ran over his physicality, his shifting form, his pulsating and plunderous dick. Each time they fucked she wanted to melt into him, subsume herself into his being, let go of everything and dissolve to her base, unencumbered by expectation or thought, conscious only of the sexual current that charged through her.
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