Zane’s POV** Her hand slid between us and I felt her fingers working her clit and the sensation combined with the downward angle of her hand, seeing a partial version of her touching herself while I fucked her was almost enough to make me lose it. “That’s it,” I encouraged, my hips snapping forward harder, faster, chasing both our orgasms...
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