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... it gently, feeling it twitch under her touch like a sleepy serpent stirring from slumber, its veiny length pulsing faintly against her soft palm.
He chuckled again, but it was half-hearted, the earlier intensity faded, leaving behind a lingering haze of unfulfilled lust in the air thick with the scent of their mingled sweat and arousal.
Yu Xiang nuzzled his chest, her tears drying as she whispered, "I’m sorry... I didn’t mean to ruin it. It just... hurt so much. Like my... was o ...
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