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Chapter 23 | Sweet And Dangerous

Author: Crimsontaless
last update publish date: 2026-04-15 06:11:07

MAYA

My heart nearly stopped when I heard Mom’s footsteps coming down the stairs.

Tristan’s fingers were still buried deep inside me, two thick digits stretching my dripping pussy while his thumb hovered over my swollen clit.

I was right there- seconds away from shattering. My legs were shaking violently, one still hooked over the counter like a complete whore.

In one smooth motion, Tristan pulled his hand out of my shorts and stepped back. He casually sat down on one of the high bar stools a
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