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Vaelia

He returns it, and I slowly climb on top of him as he wraps his arms around me, holding me tightly against him. I can feel the hardness of his cock as I settle onto his lap—I know he wants me.

The wind blows my hair from behind as Zarek runs his hands through it.

Our eyes meet in the midst of the passion, and it feels as if we're reading each other’s minds. His golden eyes, glow by the moon