Addicted to The Treacherous
However, it was starting to heat up inside.
"F*ck!" Maureen's fingers descended into the water, exploring her already wet skin, and caressing every part the man mentioned. "Please, deeper," she begged very softly with repeated short sighs.
"Fuck! Are you masturbating?" guessed Angga, which was greeted by Maureen's chuckle.
"Why? Anything wrong?" Maureen laughed at the response across the call. Angga continued to swear in frustration and heard the door slam.
"I want to, too," Angga admitted, "should we video call?"
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