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>> #451307
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I could've sworn this was posted before already.
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Edda Vincents bounced upon the unnamed merchant's cock in silent glee. They had been at it for hours, switching positions throughout. His boundless stamina left her in a fog of pleasure. Her head spun, but her body kept moving. Thin, black, embroidered leggings stretched, almost tearing, as she worked. Matching lingerie hung down around her midriff, massive tits jiggling with every downward thrust.
A dark veil brushed her bare back and shoulders. The rest of her elegant dress lay in a crumpled heap beside the bed. Somewhere in the back of her muddled mind, she recalled what required such fancy attire. Tomorrow was a big day, her wedding, but she couldn't focus on that. Not while this man's dick pounded into her too deep.
"Show me your left hand,” the man muttered, staring up into Edda's eyes. Confusion seeped through Edda, and she cocked her head to the side. She did as she was told repositioning her weight on her right to keep going. Light glinted off the golden band on her middle finger as she raised her arm. She still didn't understand, but the man grinned at the ring and thrust up into her.
Soft moans escaped Edda as he plunged into her depths and struck her weak points. Despite how wonderful it felt to ride this stranger, she remained coy. Of course, her body betrayed her. Heat rose in her cheeks and flushed her chest. She stared down at where he entered her, watching his thick shaft split her wide open. No one ever quite stretched her like this.
The man grunted and twitched inside Edda. He wouldn't last much longer, and a shudder ran down her spine. An inkling to pull off him before her burst teased the back of her mind. However, a stronger desire for him to flood her pussy overpowered any doubts, compelled by the words he spoke to her earlier that evening
"You're mine."
Without warning, he bucked up into Edda and erupted. She let out a whimper and slammed down on him. Thick, hot cum painted her insides, flooding her. She clamped down on him and joined him in orgasmic bliss. More seed pumped into her with every passing second, and she quivered in delight.
Edda glanced down past her heaving breasts and watched his jizz ooze out of her. He filled her to the brim, and there was no doubt that he knocked her up. The idea instilled her with excitement and perverse euphoria. Nothing else mattered-she would bear this man's child.
As their shallow breaths echoed in the room, something caught Edda's attention. The ring on her finger, her promise broken. She pulled the meaningless band off, staring down into the man's devilish, intoxicating eyes. With a flick, she tossed it on top of her cum-splattered dress. She had someone new. Someone who owned her body, her womb, all of her.