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Chapter 7.

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last update Tanggal publikasi: 2026-05-02 16:04:03

Layla's POV.

The scent of garlic and herbs filled the kitchen as I stirred the pasta sauce, but my mind was nowhere near the food.

Cum continued to leak slowly down my inner thighs, a warm, sticky reminder of how thoroughly Marcus had claimed me against the entryway table. I hadn’t been allowed to wipe it away completely just only enough so I could move without it dripping onto the floor. Every step made me acutely aware of the slick mess between my legs, the way my well-fucked pussy still flut
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