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Her thighs quivered, slick and flushed, every stroke of his circling fingers on her clit drawing out another whimper from her parted lips. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ
"Claude~" she moaned, her voice thick with need, her eyes half-lidded and hazy with lust.
She looked utterly undone, and yet he knew—she still wanted more.
He leaned in close, his smirk playful. "What is it, Emmalise? What do you want?"
His fingers never stopped, teasing her swollen clit with sl ...
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