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Chapter 86 - Burn For You In The Factory

Author: Mazneen
last update Last Updated: 2025-06-20 20:26:52

~GENERAL~

Their lips captured each other's, and they sucked on them as if their lives depended on it. Like they had been starved of it for many years.

It started languidly at first, but as they became engrossed in it, it intensified.

Stewart's hands found their way to Violet's body. They roamed all over like he was memorizing every inch of her skin. It was like a painter tracing the contours of his favorite masterpiece.

And she responded to every touch of his fingers as though they spoke a language only she could understand. She shut her eyes, moaning and savoring the moment she didn't want to end.

He bit her lower lip and thrust his tongue into her mouth the moment she groaned. He swirled his tongue in her mouth like it was a whirlwind.

Slowly, they peeled their clothes off one after the other like it was a banana, leaving just her brassiere and panties.

They broke the kiss and pierced their gazes into one another. Their eyes telling stories they refused to let out, confessing the
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