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Part 85 # Yours Only

Clark's body gently touched the surface of Arren's skin, which had previously turned blue.

Luckily, thanks to the room heater, the surrounding temperature started to warm up, which was quite relaxing.

"Arren..." Clark called softly, rubbing Arren's hands and feet slowly. The skin-to-skin contact he made was like a suicide mission, which made Clark feel depressed.

Why not? The man couldn't control the lust that suddenly bubbled up as if looking for an opportunity to land his manhood in Arren's vagina, which so tempted faith.

Clark's breathing became more rapid when Arren's bulge suddenly touched his chest when she suddenly turned around. However, in a critical situation like this, Clark knew he could not be provoked by lust.

He had to remain focused on his task of caring for Arren, thereby preventing the girl's body from turning blue again.

Meanwhile, anxiety began to haunt him because there were no signs that Arren would wake up from her sleep soon.

"Arren, please," Clark whispered in
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