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Something crazy

Author: Legna
last update publish date: 2026-04-02 15:10:37

Kayden's POV

I woke up to the feeling of something wet trailing down my neck. Opening my eyes fully, I saw Kayla in my bed, fully naked and concentrated on what she was doing.

“Fuck, no I didn't.” I muttered to myself, squeezing my eyes shut.

I couldn't remember much from last night, but apparently a night was had.

“Hey baby.” She said as she got on top of me, licking and sucking all over my neck, her boobs grazing my chest in the process. “Care to show me what magic you can do in twenty min
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