It was Christmas for me and they were playing my favorite song
The orchestra of rapidly slapping skin and screams built until I felt myself cumming.
I shot hard into her several times, until I could not shoot any more.
Exhausted, I collapsed on top of her heaving body, and gently started to untie, ungag, and undress her the rest of the way.
She could only lay there and breath, weakly muttering about how good that felt
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