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He builds it up again. He stops. “Please keep going,” I beg, “please don’t stop.” He smiles in a way that I should know, and he continues. He builds the next orgasm, and then another. I can feel his hand wrapping into a fist. I can feel it pulling out and coming straight back in. I can feel him punch-fucking me. I can’t hold still any longer. I am crawling up the slats of the headboard.
True Sex Stories: I Can Feel Him Punch-Fucking Me
FISTING/PUNCH AND TOYING IN MY FUCKING ASS
Fucking punch that cunt. – Chelly
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