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... illorn, as always, did a number upon her feeble body. When he finally let her rest from the various positions and her cries, the sun had risen high into the sky. Yet, the brooding Commander was able to wake up on time brimming with energy, kiss his wife on the cheeks, and leave her be.
Despite a hot soak and a massage from Janette, Ophelia was still exhausted. Her thighs trembled when she descended the stairs in search of her husband. The ground floor had been cleared and cleaned, with m ...
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