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... as I made my way down, the morning air biting at my exposed chest. I hadn’t bothered to button my shirt—why would I? After the session upstairs, my body felt like a furnace.
I shoved a hand down my pants, adjusting the thick, wet meat that was still twitching against my thigh. It felt heavy, slick with the mixed fluids of Kaida and Mira, a sticky reminder of how thoroughly I’d just broken them in.
"Hah..." A satisfied breath escaped my lips.
Kaida’s throat... fuck, that w ...
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