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</div></div><br/><span style="font-family:Assistant"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#808080">The sounds of her gags emitted sensual hues of crimson throughout his vision. The freedom she had granted him was unparalleled. His eyes did not falter once. They kept their intent observation on the woman by his power. Immense pressure engulfed him within the depths of her visage. Each devouring of his flesh made his pupils flutter and push themselves upwards into his skull. He tried to resist it as much as he could, wanting to see every second of her. One of his hands slipped underneath her chin and against her neck in order to feel the massive bulge his masculinity created in her throat. It felt as if her windpipe would crack, but she was a potent and lusty woman, no stranger to these spectacular feats.<br/>
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After she rested and returned, Benjamin took hold of her nostrils between his fingers and pushed his engorged flesh as far down her gag as he possibly could without breaking it. He held her in place for a good few seconds, watching her mesmerizing orbs disappear behind her decorated lashes. When he felt that her grasp of his legs softened and began to falter, Benjamin allowed her breath again. Her frantic grasps for air only aroused him further. He reached for the bun in her hair and unmade it into a ponytail again. Taking a firm grip of the soaked length of hair, he led her glistering lips to the bulky, pulsating urge of his vitality again. In a hasty tug, he pushed the hair down so that her gaze would raise upwards to him.<br/>
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They embraced each other’s souls through vision. He felt nothing but ardent love for the woman wholeheartedly embracing his dominance with her mouth. His fingers closed in on her nose again, firmly pressing together. It was not until her beautiful orbs began to falter from deprivation that he allowed her a single, generous breath. As Benjamin returned down her throat, he slowly began to move his hips. The slick texture of his reach effortlessly slid up and down her constricted depth, loud gags and grasps for air finding their space whenever it was possible. His thrust increased in intensity and power with every motion. Her hapless sounds and welled orbs only furthered his size and ferocity.<br/>
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Benjamin could not help but to lean his head backwards in sensation of bliss. The deep, rumbling grunts escaping his lungs became ever so apparent. The beast was mere inches away from bursting out of his presence and fully devour him. However, he fought it with every effort of his mind and soul. There was no way that he would not go down without a fight. Unfortunately for his better judgement, natural instincts were much stronger. The images flashing before him were of distant memories with his wife—the things they had done to each other belong in nightmares, yet they had relished in those acts for a long time. Now, they had returned. They were close to overtaking them again. It was the only way forward.<br/>
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His thrusts became fiercer. His grip of her ponytail guided his motions. His member had reached its utmost strength, which had not happened in many years. The confinement and pressure that her petite throat offered spoiled him. He wanted more. He needed more for the beast to come out and reign free. Benjamin slowed down and offered his wife a moment of respite, yet he did not let go of her hair. She was his to do with whatever he pleased. No other dynamic was desirable, as her submission was by choice. Her complete and utter commitment to him did not come from violence or fear. That was the paramount aspect that aroused him to no end. When Talia had recovered and ached for more, the man let go of her and sat down next to her. “More, tighter,” his thundering voice uttered. <br/>
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