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et, we fuck. She’s unbreakable and wild, ferocious. She pulls my hair and bites my lip. Her legs wrap around me and her back thumps the wall. Her groans are imploring. She’s wanton and dirty, a minx. My thrusts are hard, arduous and bruising. Our hands are merciless, we don’t need words.</p><p id="fc18"><b>See all of <a href="undefined">Mrs. K</a> other Flash fiction here:</b></p><div id="5175" class="link-block"> <a href="https://lifeofakinkywife.medium.com/list/7969a2e0d616"> <div> <div> <h2>Flash Fiction</h2> <div><h3> </h3></div> <div><p>Fiction lifeofakinkywife.medium.com</p></div> </div> <div> <div style="background-image: url(https://miro.readmedium.com/v2/resize:fit:320/0*4666c5889b2fec151e026a2b5

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Sunrise and Sunset

100-Word Story: She’s unbreakable and wild…

At sunrise, we make love. She’s soft and supple, pliant. I pull her leg over my hip and gently welcome a new day. Her moans are mere whispers. She’s tight and warm, welcoming. My thrusts are slow, easy and paced. Our hands are gentle, words are sweet.

At sunset, we fuck. She’s unbreakable and wild, ferocious. She pulls my hair and bites my lip. Her legs wrap around me and her back thumps the wall. Her groans are imploring. She’s wanton and dirty, a minx. My thrusts are hard, arduous and bruising. Our hands are merciless, we don’t need words.

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