"Leon... not here," Sonya whispered, her voice half-reluctant, her body tense but not backing away, her eyes glancing at the open back door, where the faint sound of the maid could be heard from the yard. Leon didn't care. His hand unzipped his trousers, his erect manhood touching Sonya's skin from behind. A warm, wet sensation began to spread as he guided himself inside her—a slow but deep thrust. Sonya's still-damp opening from earlier that morning wrapped tightly around him, causing both of them to sigh softly. "I want to do it in the kitchen, Sonya. The risk makes it hotter—the maid could walk in at any moment," he murmured, his hips beginning to move in a slow rhythm.Deep, rhythmic thrusts from behind, his hands wrapping around Sonya's waist for balance.Sonya was angry at first. Her voice whispered firmly as she gripped the edge of the granite counter: "Leon, don't! Let's continue in the bedroom, this is crazy—Mbok Siti could come back at any moment!" Her face flushed, her han
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