Master pulled out long enough to throw her down onto the couch. He stuffed himself back in her. He wasn't gentle. It was exactly what Fleur wanted from him. He began to grunt aggressively with each thrust. "I am your fuckable servant. You deserve to own my pussy. My mouth.
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