One Last Time

He always tells me no marks. He grabs my hands above my head, holding them there. I'm caged in. My legs wrapped around him. We use each other. Fucking me relentlessly against the wall. We're still fully clothed. This is the end. I found out about his wife. But I can't help myself with him. Another last taste I say. I press my mouth on his neck. Moaning harder in his ear. The climax

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