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... positions, because the woman clung to him so tightly she seemed unable to let go.
She appeared far too comfortable that way.
Of course, the end result was that she lay there weak and powerless, breathing like someone on the verge of death after being pressed down for so long. Even her gaze seemed vacant, her eyelids fluttering as if it was too much for her to bear.
Oliver moved to her side but kept his eyes on the woman’s love nest, from which white liquid mixed with a tr ...
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