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CHAPTER 13: BARBIE TROUBLE

작가: Lizzy Fash
last update 게시일: 2026-01-26 15:22:59

EVELLESSA

I wake up warm and cosy as I stretch in bliss, for one stupid, half-asleep second, I forget everything.

Then I feel it.

An arm around my waist and a very pronounced hard on poking my behind and my body freezes as I suddenly remember that I am with Cassain.

He is breathing slow and even almost angel like in his sleep.

My heart starts beating fast as my body melts even more into him. Damn...my heat is coming up so I exhale and stay still because he didn’t cross the line.

I carefully sli
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