C69 A CALL FROM MY OLD HOUSE.

MEREDITH:

With one powerful thrust, Miles rammed into me. When I struggled to move away, he held my hips. He steadied himself, not moving. My breathing quickened, causing me to hyperventilate. I don't think I would ever get used to his dick. It always felt like the first time.

“Sorry, baby,” he moaned, gliding out. This time, he unhurriedly entered me. Miles was deep but less brutal