Doreen Pulitzer was always reserved with her emotions, rarely expressing words like "I love you" or "I miss you" to her boyfriend as other girls might.Ferguson Kennedy was slightly taken aback, but his eyes soon curved upwards, filled with a warm glow. His lips brushed against her ear, his voice low and magnetic, sending shivers down her spine. "Me too."Aunt Wu peeked out, glancing into the living room, a smile blooming on her face.That night, Ferguson Kennedy clung to her, eager for intimacy. Doreen Pulitzer had just shut down her computer and hadn't even left the study when he pinned her against the door. After a long, deep kiss, he carried her to the bedroom, his actions speaking volumes about how moved he was by her simple "I miss you." Neither of them held back, indulging in their passion. Their bodies were perfectly attuned, each moment of desire reaching its peak.Afterward, Ferguson Kennedy carried Doreen Pulitzer to the bathroom, carefully washing her. Once they were do
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