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#2: Stepmom’s Private Gigolo

作者: FELZ
last update 公開日: 2026-07-15 20:04:16

“Are you a fucking sex doll?” Roy frowns, a mix of exhaustion and anger in his tone. “Even machines get tired, Sheryl. Take a break.” He ignores her and walks to the king-sized bed.

Sheryl forces a smile as if his words didn't hurt her. Now, she’s made to look like a cheap slut begging for sex when it’s the other way around.

“We’ve not fucked me for ages—”

“Ages?” He laughs and grabs his phone. “Suddenly you don't remember screaming last week.”

Sheryl looks down, hiding the red blush scalding
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