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... k, spilled Sauternes, and raw sex. Sophia was bent over the ancient tasting table, crimson lace torn aside, velvet cushions scattered beneath her knees. Her back arched perfectly, hands reaching back to spread herself wide open for him.
Welheim’s gaze burned into her exposed asshole—neat, smooth, untouched. The delicate creases winked as she clenched nervously, a silent, filthy invitation that made his cock ache harder.
He stepped close, the swollen head of his thick 8-inch shaft ...
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