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... loser, their bodies entwining in the warm water. When they did part, a long string of saliva hung by their lips, a proof of their passion.
While held by him, Elina’s hands explored Reinhardt’s broad chest, her fingers tracing the lines of his muscles that were the very epitome of masculinity and art. She could feel his beating heart, its powerful rhythm.
When she moved her hands lower, her fingers brushed against his lively and hard penis.
"What?!!" Its sheer size and len ...
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