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... away the sweat, cum, and musk of three women.
My cock hung heavy between my legs, half-hard even in the chill, remembering every hole it had claimed. When I climbed out, dripping, they were all watching—three pairs of eyes dark with renewed hunger.
We ate lunch after—simple supplies from the jeep: bread, cheese, dried fruit, jerky. We sat in a loose circle on the mats, the cave warmer now with the climbing sun.
Angela leaned against me, dress riding up her thighs; Mira s ...
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