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Chapter 47 (SSPG)

Penulis: Anne Lars
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-04-01 22:48:17

**Demetri's POV**

My hands traced the curves of her breasts, my thumbs teasing her stiff nipples. A soft moan escaped her lips as my fingers danced across her sensitive flesh. My other hand slid beneath her panties, exploring the wetness between her legs.

I stroked her slowly, deliberately, my fingers mimicking the rhythm of lovemaking. A wave of heat radiated from her core, and her body trembled with each touch. Her breath came in ragged gasps, but her moans—she tried to suppress it.

I pulled my hand away. I turned her to face me, my eyes locking onto hers as I leaned in for a kiss. But she surprised me, a flicker of resistance in her eyes. She raised her hands, pushing against my shoulders, stopping me.

"No," she whispered, her voice surprisingly firm.

"Instead, worship me below," she commanded.

"I don’t want you kissing my lips." She added. She was still jealous. It seems she feels disgusted kissing my lips because I kiss someone else.

My smile grew wider. My wife is so cute when
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