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Stephanie lifted her head. Her eyes were glassy and dark with leftover need. She slid off him with a wet sound and lay back as he asked, thighs still open, body marked and shining. Logan moved up over her face and guided his slick cock to her lips. She opened at once.

He was still hard, still hungry, and the night had plenty of hours left.Logan kept her top leg high against his chest and drove into her from behind with long, deep strokes that made the tight angle even more intense. Every inward thrust forced a fresh, broken sound from Stephanie’s throat. Her body was flushed and shining with sweat. Soft aftershocks still fluttered through her from the last climax, yet the system kept every nerve raw enough that the new friction only made her wetter.

He did not rush. He pulled almost all the way out so she could feel the thick head stretch her open again on every return, then sank to the base and ground against her. One hand stayed locked on her raised thigh. The other reached around and found her clit, rubbing slow, firm circles in time with his hips. Stephanie pushed back as much as the position allowed. Soft, continuous moans spilled from her open mouth into the quiet room.

When her breathing grew short again he slowed almost to a stop, keeping only the head inside her while his fingers continued their torment. She tried to push back onto him. He held her hip and denied her the depth she wanted, letting the need build until her thigh trembled against his chest.

"Please," she whispered, voice hoarse.

Only then did he sink all the way back in and resume the deep, grinding rhythm. Stephanie came hard around him, body tightening, a shaky cry muffled against the sheets as her cunt pulsed in strong waves. He fucked her through it without slowing, dragging every flutter out of her until her leg shook in his grip and fresh wetness ran down the back of her thigh.

Even after the orgasm faded he stayed inside her, moving with slower strokes that kept her full and sensitive. After a short while he pulled free. A thick strand of her arousal clung to his cock before breaking. Stephanie made a soft sound of loss.

Logan turned her onto her stomach and pulled her hips up so she was on her knees again, chest pressed to the mattress. He spread the full cheeks of her ass with both hands and looked at the messy state of her. Her cunt was swollen and glistening. A faint trace of earlier oil and cum still marked the tight ring of her ass. He leaned down and dragged his tongue from her clit all the way up through her folds and over that sensitive rim. Stephanie’s whole body jerked. A low moan left her throat.

He spent long minutes there, tongue working her slowly while two fingers slid back into her cunt and curled against the spot that made her hips push back. The dual sensation made her thighs tremble. When she was dripping and open again he rose up, lined himself with her entrance, and sank deep from behind in one smooth thrust.

The new angle let him go hard. He gripped her hips and began to fuck her with steady, powerful strokes that made the wet slap of skin on skin fill the room. One hand stayed on her hip. The other reached underneath to cup a swinging breast and pinch the nipple. Stephanie’s arms gave out. She dropped fully to her chest, ass still raised for him, face turned to the side against the sheets. Soft, broken cries spilled from her with every deep thrust.

Logan kept the pace relentless. The system fed another pulse of heat through her until every nerve felt too loud. She came again with his cock buried deep and his fingers working her from underneath, body clamping down around him while a hoarse sound tore from her throat. He fucked her through the pulses without mercy, only slowing when her legs began to shake too hard to hold the position.

He pulled free and sat back against the headboard, cock still thick and shining. "Come here."

Stephanie crawled to him on unsteady limbs. He guided her to straddle his lap facing him. She sank down onto his cock with a long, shaky moan, taking every inch until she was seated fully in his lap. Her arms looped around his neck. Her forehead dropped against his. Logan’s hands settled on her ass, spreading her open as he began to thrust up into her from below.

She rode him with slow, rolling hips at first, then faster as the thick stretch pulled fresh sounds from her throat. Her breasts pressed against his chest. He sucked one nipple deep while she moved, then the other, leaving both dark and wet. His fingers slid between them and found her clit again, rubbing in firm circles that made her rhythm stutter.

Stephanie came in his lap with a broken cry, grinding down hard, walls pulsing tightly around him while her forehead stayed pressed to his. He held her through it, still thrusting up into her, keeping the orgasm rolling until she went limp against his chest.

He stayed buried inside her, hands stroking slow paths up and down her damp back. After a moment he spoke against her ear, voice low and rough.

"I’m not done filling you. Get on your back. I want your mouth on me while I decide which hole I take next."

Stephanie lifted her head. Her eyes were glassy and dark with leftover need. She slid off him with a wet sound and lay back as he asked, thighs still open, body marked and shining. Logan moved up over her face and guided his slick cock to her lips. She opened at once.

He was still hard, still hungry, and the night had plenty of hours left.

Stephanie lifted her head. Her eyes were glassy and dark with leftover need. She slid off him with a wet sound and lay back as he asked, thighs still open, body marked and shining. Logan moved up over her face and guided his slick cock to her lips. She opened at once.

He was still hard, still hungry, and the night had plenty of hours left.Logan kept her top leg high against his chest and drove into her from behind with long, deep strokes that made the tight angle even more intense. Every inward thrust forced a fresh, broken sound from Stephanie’s throat. Her body was flushed and shining with sweat. Soft aftershocks still fluttered through her from the last climax, yet the system kept every nerve raw enough that the new friction only made her wetter.

He did not rush. He pulled almost all the way out so she could feel the thick head stretch her open again on every return, then sank to the base and ground against her. One hand stayed locked on her raised thigh. The other reached around and found her clit, rubbing slow, firm circles in time with his hips. Stephanie pushed back as much as the position allowed. Soft, continuous moans spilled from her open mouth into the quiet room.

When her breathing grew short again he slowed almost to a stop, keeping only the head inside her while his fingers continued their torment. She tried to push back onto him. He held her hip and denied her the depth she wanted, letting the need build until her thigh trembled against his chest.

"Please," she whispered, voice hoarse.

Only then did he sink all the way back in and resume the deep, grinding rhythm. Stephanie came hard around him, body tightening, a shaky cry muffled against the sheets as her cunt pulsed in strong waves. He fucked her through it without slowing, dragging every flutter out of her until her leg shook in his grip and fresh wetness ran down the back of her thigh.

Even after the orgasm faded he stayed inside her, moving with slower strokes that kept her full and sensitive. After a short while he pulled free. A thick strand of her arousal clung to his cock before breaking. Stephanie made a soft sound of loss.

Logan turned her onto her stomach and pulled her hips up so she was on her knees again, chest pressed to the mattress. He spread the full cheeks of her ass with both hands and looked at the messy state of her. Her cunt was swollen and glistening. A faint trace of earlier oil and cum still marked the tight ring of her ass. He leaned down and dragged his tongue from her clit all the way up through her folds and over that sensitive rim. Stephanie’s whole body jerked. A low moan left her throat.

He spent long minutes there, tongue working her slowly while two fingers slid back into her cunt and curled against the spot that made her hips push back. The dual sensation made her thighs tremble. When she was dripping and open again he rose up, lined himself with her entrance, and sank deep from behind in one smooth thrust.

The new angle let him go hard. He gripped her hips and began to fuck her with steady, powerful strokes that made the wet slap of skin on skin fill the room. One hand stayed on her hip. The other reached underneath to cup a swinging breast and pinch the nipple. Stephanie’s arms gave out. She dropped fully to her chest, ass still raised for him, face turned to the side against the sheets. Soft, broken cries spilled from her with every deep thrust.

Logan kept the pace relentless. The system fed another pulse of heat through her until every nerve felt too loud. She came again with his cock buried deep and his fingers working her from underneath, body clamping down around him while a hoarse sound tore from her throat. He fucked her through the pulses without mercy, only slowing when her legs began to shake too hard to hold the position.

He pulled free and sat back against the headboard, cock still thick and shining. "Come here."

Stephanie crawled to him on unsteady limbs. He guided her to straddle his lap facing him. She sank down onto his cock with a long, shaky moan, taking every inch until she was seated fully in his lap. Her arms looped around his neck. Her forehead dropped against his. Logan’s hands settled on her ass, spreading her open as he began to thrust up into her from below.

She rode him with slow, rolling hips at first, then faster as the thick stretch pulled fresh sounds from her throat. Her breasts pressed against his chest. He sucked one nipple deep while she moved, then the other, leaving both dark and wet. His fingers slid between them and found her clit again, rubbing in firm circles that made her rhythm stutter.

Stephanie came in his lap with a broken cry, grinding down hard, walls pulsing tightly around him while her forehead stayed pressed to his. He held her through it, still thrusting up into her, keeping the orgasm rolling until she went limp against his chest.

He stayed buried inside her, hands stroking slow paths up and down her damp back. After a moment he spoke against her ear, voice low and rough.

"I’m not done filling you. Get on your back. I want your mouth on me while I decide which hole I take next."

Stephanie lifted her head. Her eyes were glassy and dark with leftover need. She slid off him with a wet sound and lay back as he asked, thighs still open, body marked and shining. Logan moved up over her face and guided his slick cock to her lips. She opened at once.

He was still hard, still hungry, and the night had plenty of hours left.

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