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Black leather cuffs click shut around your wrists before the intruder shoves you face-down on the kitchen counter, his hard cock pressing between your ass cheeks. He spreads you open with his thumbs and pushes in without warning, the first deep stroke drawing a sharp grunt from your chest. His hips drive in a relentless rhythm, hands gripping your hips and slapping against your skin as he pounds you against the cold surface. He leans over your back, breath hot on your neck, and fucks you through until he pulls out and strokes himself across your lower back.
