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Chp5

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last update Date de publication: 2026-09-29 23:36:08

Late afternoon light cut across the hallway when they finished the last of the baseboards. Maria’s knees were red. Carl’s back was marked with dried streaks from earlier. You were still hard, leaning against the wall, watching them wipe the last smudges off the floorboards.

“Guest room. Now.”

They went in ahead of you. The bed was still made from the morning. You pointed at it.

“Maria. On your back. Legs open. Hold them.”

She climbed up and pulled her knees back. Cum from earlier still gli
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