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... > Siersha called me, once again.
Shyamal’s leg slowly loosened around my waist.
She didn’t seem to be in the mood now and neither was I.
With a sigh, I took it out from her and adjusted my pants.
Shyamal just stood there so I had to fix her dress myself.
"Leave it."
When I rubbed away the wetness from her thighs, she took away my handkerchief.
When I looked up at her face, there was a slight blush on her face.
"Himmel."
Sier ...
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