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The Measure of Desire

The Measure of Desire

Adam lounged on his couch as Lisette burst in, her eyes flashing with that signature fire he adored. "Dick's cock is a joke, Adam. Three inches of pure regret. I'm done pretending it satisfies this pussy." She smirked, crossing her legs with deliberate grace. "What's your size, friend? Don't hold back—I'm in the mood for truth and maybe more."

Adam chuckled, sharp wit matching hers. "Lisette, you always cut to the chase. My cock? Let's say it's not compensating for anything. Why ask now? Horny and plotting revenge?"

"Exactly," she fired back, standing tall and unyielding. "Dick's tiny excuse left me wet and dripping with frustration. Show me yours. If it's hard and worthy, we skip the small talk." Her hand grazed his thigh, bold and commanding.

Tension crackled. Adam's cock stirred, growing hard under her gaze. "You're serious? One question and we're here?"

"Dead serious," Lisette purred, unzipping him with confident fingers. She wrapped her lips around his thick shaft for a teasing blowjob, tongue swirling as he groaned. "Mmm, this is what I need—strong, not pathetic."

They tumbled to the floor, sweating and panting. Lisette straddled him, her pussy slick and dripping as she guided his cock inside, riding with fierce control. "Fuck my ass next if you can keep up," she demanded, grinding harder. Adam thrust deep, her walls clenching as she came with a cry, cum mixing in their frenzy. Bodies slick, they exploded together in raw, sweaty ecstasy, her strength driving every pulse.

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