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My Houseboy Fucks Better 2

Autor: Abby
last update Data de publicação: 2026-10-22 12:54:47

Three days passed like a punishment.

Elias went back to being careful. He did the chores without lingering. He answered her questions with short, polite words and never let his eyes stay on her longer than necessary. When she walked into a room he found a reason to leave it. The quiet politeness felt colder than silence. Annie tried to tell herself it was better this way.

Safer. Then night would come and the ache between her legs would wake her up, restless and wet, replaying the laundry room
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