<b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(235, 107, 86)">Pairing:</span></b><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(235, 107, 86)"> Fleur<br/>
<b>Location:</b> Main House - Upper Floor<br/>
<b>Tagged: </b>Richard<br/>
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Her breath already a bit accelerated by Richard’s efforts down below, when he grabs her hair and forces her head to tilt back, it gets ragged. She feels his heat up against her butt and thighs, and then he takes her, pushing in as she braces herself against the walls.<br/>
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Pushing back into the contact, Fleur brings one hand off the wall. If he has a hand gripping her around the waist or hips, she sets her hand on top of his, reinforcing his claim. If not, fingers roam downward to rub at the hood just above the point of penetration. Meanwhile, the more prominent parts of her anatomy jiggle with each of the young man's energetic thrusts.<br/>
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“Oh, yes, you fucking stud … fuck me like a cheap, worthless whore …”</span>