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Chapter 8: Sugar Rush Awakening

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A desperate gasp echoed in Lilly's mind as her dream reached its peak.

"Harder... I need more of you," her dream voice pleaded. "Take all of me. Don't hold back."

With her voice, she trembled with so much desire.

"I'm so close... please don't stop..."

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Lilly's alarm ripped her from her dream right as she was about to experience the best cum she'd been craving for the past weeks.

She sat up slowly, frustrated, still breathing heavily as she noticed her nipples remained er
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