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... ted by his mesmerizing gaze.
With each movement, his hips responded, mirroring her mounting desire. Guided by her hand, her lips and tongue danced with precision.
"Fucking hell, Abby," Remo gasped, disbelief evident in his voice. "Am I even awake right now?"
Interrupting his question with a subtle suction, Abby continued, relishing in the sensation despite the familiar burn in her jaw. Remo’s gasp of disbelief only fueled her excitement further.
"What—is going—fuc ...
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