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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)">Sex post</span><br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/>Grace’s fingertips clawed down the length of the wall, her arms too fatigued to continue to hold her up, as she became dizzy with pleasure. Her long lashes fluttered to a close and her jaw was hung open as her waves of pleasure crashed through her entirety. Matt came just a second after she did, clearly responding to the ripping orgasm she experienced, his essence unleashing inside of her.<br/><br/>To feel his cock buried so deeply inside of her as he painted her silken walls with his load was an indescribable feeling of carnal bliss. In that moment, she felt more connected to him than to anyone. Everything from before, all of the stress, pressure, insecurities and anguish all completely faded away. With Matt still buried inside of her, just after they came together, Grace sank a little deeper over the edge.<br/><br/>Matt was still behind her, not parting from her, as he got out the words about how amazing that was, and more specifically, how amazing she was. Grace sleepily laughed, turning over her shoulder and twisting her body to look at him, grinning broadly and panting. Raggedly, she gulped, feeling the rawness of her throat. “That<i>was</i>amazing… and you’re incredible,” she sighed out, her hand clumsily reaching for his.