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... ck, holding his phone and making a call. The beautiful, red-haired Madam was held in his arms, her clothes disheveled as she endured the boy’s naughty large hand, barely daring to breathe.
"Alex, where are you? Aren’t you coming back?"
The voice on the phone belonged to Anya, but Alex could also hear Chloe’s breathing. Both girls were probably huddled by the phone, listening to him speak.
Alex’s hand slipped behind Madam Natsumi’s neck. While embracing her, his palm reste ...
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