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20: The Dinner Table 

Author: A.H. Hassan
last update publish date: 2025-12-29 02:48:09

Anya’s POV

The maid knocks once and enters my room without waiting. I realized she was carrying a dress over her arm, it is a deep red silk. Long, but the back is almost nothing, it has thin straps and she was also holding a high heels of the same color. A small box with diamond earrings and a necklace was also in her hands. I do not realize how she could carry all that without any help. She lays everything on the bed. “Pakhan says wear this for dinner,” she says. Voice quiet. She leaves as fas
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    Anya’s POVThe door shuts behind Nikolai with a soft click as the lock turns and then silence crashes in.I lie on my back in the middle of the wide bed, naked. The sheet is tangled around my legs. My skin still feels hot from the steam bath, from his body pressed against mine, from the way he moved inside me. Slow and deep. Not brutal, not punishing. Almost… careful.I stare at the ceiling. It is white and smooth. Has no cracks, no patterns, just blank white stretching forever. My chest rises and falls too fast. My nipples are still sensitive from the steam and his mouth. My pussy aches in a different way now; not the sharp, denied throb from earlier, but a heavy, satisfied soreness. He let me come. Finally and hard making me scream. Still can't believe I screamed his name. My thighs are slick with both of us. His cum leaks slow out of me onto the sheet and I feel it; warm and sticky. Mine and his.I should hate this. I do hate this but tonight was different. He was totally different

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