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"How could you stick it in,"-- Leroy gasped, interrupting her a little and she narrowed her eyes in a glare, "... after you put me in this state!"

He was kneeling on the bed wearing absolutely nothing with his hands balled into fists on his thighs. He lowered his head in guilt and mumbled his apology but how would she even take him sincerely when he was hard again.

Anna sighed with a hand over her face, "There's no saving you."

"I'm sorry," he said again. "I can't control it around you. It's broken. Aunty, I'll cut it-"

"Shut the hell up!" She snapped, startling him and he fought back a smile when he lowered his head. "Don't ever say that again," she was sitting and leaning on the pillows. She looked away from his thick length that had aided her in a good sleep last night and stared at the ceiling.

She couldn't deny the relaxation that came from having sex with him. Last night… was… different.

"You should go before Kira comes here," she told him. Especially since he wasn't wearing any