SINFUL ENCOUNTERS
Wet sounds filled the quiet cabin.
"You feel amazing," Seraphina moaned. Her hands gripped Isolde's hips.
"I am. You’re mine now," Isolde whispered, grinding against her. "My sweet, innocent apprentice."
The pressure built for both of them. Their juices mixed and coated their thighs. Isolde moved faster. The friction on Seraphina's clit made her whimper. She came first, shaking and pressing harder against Isolde. The orgasm spread through her body. Isolde followed soon after, moaning low and grinding through the pleasure.
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