The Hockey House
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“Look, baby,” he murmured, hands gripping my hips under the blanket. “The sun is coming up. Watch the sunrise while I fuck you.”
He fucked me deep while his hand slid up into my hair, gripping firmly and pulling my head back so he could kiss my throat.
The back door suddenly slid open.
Max stepped out carrying a cup of coffee, freezing the moment he saw us tangled together under the blanket.
“...
He fucked me deep while his hand slid up into my hair, gripping firmly and pulling my head back so he could kiss my throat.
The back door suddenly slid open.
Max stepped out carrying a cup of coffee, freezing the moment he saw us tangled together under the blanket.
“...




















