Faith and John - NSFW

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A husky growl emanated from her throat as John's fingers dug into her skin. Faith readily spread her thighs and drew both hands down the small of his back and then grabbed either side of his ass to draw him closer to her entrance. One smooth thrust was all it took. John muffled his pleased moan against her mouth as he started a quick pace, hips

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That was good, cause Faith wasn't about to pay. But damn, if it wasn't worth paying for.

Her muscles of her inner walls clenched down in response to each thrust. She drew one hand to pull her shirt over her head.

Faith saw people around watching out of the corner of her eye, she'd hadn't done anything in public like this in a long while. But it turned her on to see people leering at the two of them.

Faith bit down on his lip during one particularly hard thrust.

[whatdoesithurt]

The bite earned her a low groan and the muscle of his back and arms corded tight. He was panting into her mouth, pace still hard and fast. She met each thrust, her grip was stronger than his and the press of her breasts against him when she got her shirt off rolled his eyes up into his head.

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Faith pulled away from his glorious mouth and released him in order to lay her back on the top of the bar, gripping the edges over her head tightly to steady herself.

She stared up at him appreciatively, as he continued his pace. Panting along with him, she asked, "S-so, how do you t-think this exp-position is g-going so far--aahh!"

He was hitting her in just the right spot and Faith became incoherent for a moment.

[whatdoesithurt]

"Jesus fucking Christ," he moaned, fucking harder into her at the incredible sight she presented. "Fuck." He forced himself to keep his eyes open, his head up. He was not about to give up that visual. "I'd say it's...going well."