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</div><b>Name:</b>Grace Lynn Carter<br/><b>Age:</b>28<br/><b>Sexuality:</b>Heterosexual<br/><b>Hometown:</b>Brighton, England<br/><b>Date/Time:</b>Monday, 5th of July | Afternoon<br/><b>Location:</b>Villa living room<br/><b>Wearing:</b>Same as picture<br/><b>Coupled With:</b>Marcus<br/><b>Tagging: </b>Matt (<a class="username" data-user-id="6688" data-username="Swashbuckler" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6688/">Swashbuckler</a>)<br/><b>Warning:</b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)">Oral sex/Sex post</span><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/>As Matt’s pleasure coursed through him, he grew louder and louder, surely drawing the attention of anyone within hearing distance. Grace was too enraptured with hearing his passionate desire to stop, though. In fact, the louder he became, the further she wanted to press him.<br/><br/>But when he pulled back and slipped his cock out of Grace’s mouth, a popping sound resounding, she gasped in a sharp breath and dizzily looked up at him, whilst licking her lips. The only reason her gaze fell away from his was because his aching, twitching cock captured her attention.<br/><br/>Matt spoke after composing himself, which made Grace grin all the more. Knowing she was having such an effect on him was doing wonders for her. He then admitted that he wanted a little more, before helping her up, the grin on his face speaking volumes.<br/><br/>Her heart was racing a bit as Matt pushed her against the wall acting as their hiding place, causing her hands to take purchase against it, fingers splayed. Her hips rotated backward and her back elongated as he tugged down her bikini bottoms until they were braced at her thighs, almost like a binding.<br/><br/>“Oh, god… Matt…” she breathed out, but just barely, as she felt the resounding heat from his worked up, eager cock, when he lined it up with her dripping pussy. Bending a little more and spreading her legs as far as she could, she pressed herself against the wall a little more, so that even her cheek was pushed into it.<br/><br/>Then, Matt slid himself inside and Grace gasped profoundly. “Uuunnh!” She moaned aloud - now it was her turn to be far too loud - and let out a hot, heavy sigh when he thrusted inside of her slowly, whispering in her name in her ear. Grace shivered all over, before her hips bucked back against Matt’s.