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“The second Ramón closed the door, he pushed Julieta against the wall. His hands gripped her waist, and he pulled off her bikini bottoms. He loved eating her pussy. "Ramón!" She was so wet. She moaned as he devoured her. Once she was right where he wanted her, Ramón stopped. He grabbed a condom, slipped it over his cock, and turned her around so her hands were against the wall. He removed her bikini top, then squeezed her incredible ass. She was naked except for her mesh coverup, which was the sexiest thing he had ever seen. He rubbed her pussy again, and she was so wet, so ready for him. Ramón teased her with the tip of his cock. "Please, just fuck me." He slowly slid in and reached around and rubbed her clit. She moaned as she pressed her ass back against him. Ramón was in heaven inside her. He fucked her harder and harder, and she was so loud. "Ay, Dios mío. Don't stop." He squeezed her nipple while working her clit, until her pussy clamped around him. She came, and Ramón did, too.”

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Book:Ramón and Julieta
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