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Reaching between her legs, she gripped my cock tight and lowered herself down even more.

“Oh, fuck,” I groaned as I felt her take me in.

She took everything.

Her hips shaking…

“Riff,” she groaned. “You’re amazing, Riff.”

“Yeah, I am,” I said.

I slapped my hands to her hips.

I thrust up and pulled her down even more.

Nothing between us spared now.

I felt her depth as she felt my size.

“How long do you think you can last like this?” Fiona teased as she began to make circles with her hips.

“That’s why I made sure you came first,” I said. “I’m that kind of guy.”

“The nicest,” she groaned.

“Don’t call me nice when we’re fucking. Nice guys… they don’t fuck the right way.”

“Oh, so you’re some bad boy, Riff?”

I slowly began to lift Fiona up.

Her head fell back and she groaned.

“I mean, I am fucking my enemy’s sister,” I said.

“That’s so fucking hot to hear,” Fiona whispered.

And that was the end of our talking segment.

She placed her hands on the arms of the chair again.

My hands were glued to her hips.

Together we moved in perfect unison.

I lifted her.

She lifted up some more.

I thrusted up.

She thrusted down.

Now how long was a guy in my position supposed to last?

I had no fucking clue.

With Fiona… there was always more.

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