Destined By The Goddess
Then the man pulled away and almost fell onto the bed.
Bery, meanwhile, got up and began to stroke one of the girl's legs, then painfully kissed the inner surface of the thigh. His long hair fell over his face, and it seemed to Deamare that his eyes gleamed slyly in the darkness. He slowly entered, the girl arched and groaned, while Markat snarled briefly. He was not so gentle and patient, but Deja no longer needed it. Bery leaned his hands on the bed, Deya wrapped her legs around his torso. Pain mixed with pleasure and desire. Deamara clung to the skins from incredible tension, tearing out hairs, Aznar moved closer, kissed her, sucking her lower lip, biting her lightly. The girl shuddered a
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