The Unprotected Risk

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Raw and Bareback, she begs him too pull out.
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Raw Fucking, no condom in sight,
In this moment, they embrace the night.
Their bodies intertwined, in pure desire,
Fuelled by lust, their souls on fire.

No protection from this passion,
As they surrender to raw attraction.
She begs him not to leave his mark,
But he's consumed by the burning spark.

She's so close to her sweet release,
As he thrusts and fills her with his beast.
He tries to pull out, but she holds him tight,
Their pleasure intensifies, reaching new heights.

Her orgasm consumes her, in waves of bliss,
Her cunt gripping his swollen cock with a hiss.
She trembles, she moans, in ecstasy,
As he gives her every inch of what she needs.

But she begs him, 'not inside me',
Her voice laced with a hint of plea.
He tries to resist, but it's too late,
As he releases, deep within her, his fate.

His seed floods her cunt, in a wild rush,
As they cling to each other, in a hush.
Their bodies spent, but their souls alive,
In this epic tale, of raw fucking, they thrive.

No words can describe, this moment divine,
As they bask in the afterglow of this grand design.
They gave in to their desires, without hesitation,
And in this raw, bareback love, found salvation.

As they lie there, still entwined,
Their bodies one, their hearts entwined.
They know that they'll forever be bound,
In this epic tale, of cum, orgasm and love found.

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melimelissamelimelissa23 days ago

all this loving can be crazy

but who looks after the baby?

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