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... overed in sweat. Exhausted, she curled into herself, drifting into sleep moments later. Archer gazed at her with a smile, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead. Turning to Maeve, he caught the eager glint in her grey eyes, her thighs quivering.
’’Ready, my warrior wife?’’ he said, making his way toward the orange-haired beauty.
’’Yes, but let me taste you first,’’ she replied, crawling toward him.
Once Maeve was close enough, she grabbed his hard cock and started kissing ...
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