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Two Hundred And Seventy-Nine

Penulis: Billiejo Priestley
last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-03-26 19:00:41

Siren’s POV

His hands tighten around my throat like he's owning me, and he drives into me so hard the headboard slams the wall like it’s trying to escape. “All night,” he snarls against my ear, teeth scraping skin. “All fucking night, Little Birdie. I’m not stopping. Even if you pass out, I’m still gonna be inside you. You’re gonna wake up with my cock buried deep and my hands on your hips.&rd

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