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... of the manor, the stone walls cool and rough to the touch.
His fingers ruffled through his dark hair as he walked, still feeling the phantom warmth of Mira’s body against his skin.
He was buttoning his shirt with one hand, the fabric slightly damp with sweat, while his other hand subtly adjusted his cock inside his pants. It was still half-sensitive, tingling from the recent release. The fabric of his pants stretched tight across his groin, outlining the thick shape beneath.
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