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Come here baby

作者: Authoress Kemira
last update 公開日: 2026-07-09 06:05:18

Nikolai’s POV

The world slowly came back into focus as I stayed buried deep inside Liora, both of us breathing hard, bodies slick with sweat and satisfaction.

Her pussy was still fluttering around my cock from the aftershocks of her orgasms, milking me gently as I filled her completely.

I pressed soft, lazy kisses to her shoulder, her neck, anywhere I could reach without moving too much.

With a gentle groan, I finally pulled out and rolled us onto our sides, facing each other. I pulled her cl
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