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Part Of Your Dowry.
Michelle fell with her back on the bed limply, her nude chest rising and falling in quick successions. Christian still gave the best sex ever.
She turned and looked at the man beside her, “You sure are going to be the end of me.”
“Then I’m glad it’s me, Milady.” A baritone voice growled just beside her.
Michelle beamed with smiles as she surveyed the sexy man beside her, basked in beads of sweat and reminding her so much of a nude male model in the front page of a sex magazine. He was just what she needed. A combination of class and beauty. Unconsciously, she reached out for his face, leaning on an elbow and began to play with his luxuriously styled hair.
“Seems you’ve hadn’t had enough of me just yet.” He sang.
She yawned, “No, but I’ll pass. We barely closed our eyes last night.”
He shrugged and without warning, he reached out for her soft mounds, e
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