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Razor's Edge

Razor's Edge

Sophia leaned against the marble counter, razor gleaming under the dim lights. 'Marcus, that cock of yours is drowning in a forest. Time I took charge and shaved it smooth.' Marcus grinned, already half-hard. 'You always did love playing with sharp objects. What happens if I twitch?' 'Then you'll feel the sting and thank me,' she shot back, voice laced with wit. 'Now drop the pants and spread for a real woman.' The blade whispered over skin, her fingers brushing deliberately. 'Look at this hard length rising for me—already throbbing.' Heat pooled between her thighs. 'My pussy's getting wet and dripping just watching you squirm.' She set the razor aside and dropped to her knees. 'Reward time: a proper blowjob for behaving.' Her mouth worked him expertly until he groaned. They stumbled to the bed, bodies sweating and panting, both unbearably horny. Sophia straddled him, strong thighs gripping as her ass rocked. 'Fuck me like you mean it,' she commanded, guiding his cock deep into her dripping pussy. He thrust up hard; she met every stroke with fierce control until they came together, cum spilling hot between them in an explosive finish.

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