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Aurianna clenched as the crack of hand striking ass filled the room, tightening around the unrelenting toy still thrusting inside her. Orgasm still trembling over sensitive nerves. Fuck, she needed a minute, to breath, to recover, but Lysa denied...

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Bump. Always looking for this. Craving bully's at the moment.

Gaelyn didn't flinch. He stayed where he was, seated, elbows resting loosely on his knees, the ash-washed remains of their breakfast cooling between them. Ivy's voice hit like a gust—raw, sharp, full of hurt and accusation—and for one quiet...

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Trails into Reverie, what a fantastic game and conclusion to a long arc of games in this series!

He ran his large, rough hands over her slowly, grateful of what little fabric she wore. Something about that made her skull tingle, the fact that he was so capable of such tender devotion, and brutal slaughter in her name.

She moaned as she kissed back, tangling her fingers in his long hair.

He pulled her into another desperate kiss, melting and moaning just at the contact.

"Sh-Show me...~ prove to me your devotion...~" She pleaded softly.

“Never, my love..~” he said against her skin.

She moaned louder, "You can't...~?"

“God I can’t get enough of you..~” he growled out.