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Chapter 32: Continuing the Act (R18)
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... rolled off me slightly, her softening cock slipping free from my pussy with a wet pop. Cum oozed out, warm and sticky, trailing down my inner thighs and soaking into the couch fabric. I stayed sprawled on my stomach, face pressed into the cushion, body trembling from the aftershocks of my forced climax.
Tears smeared my cheeks, mixing with the drying blood from the bite on my neck—a throbbing reminder of her claim. But beneath the act of defeat, my mind sharpened, cataloguing every deta ...
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