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I ached. Ayral needs to taste your seed mixed with my dew in the water.”
“Yes,” he panted. “Kolin,” I purred, shuddering against him as his fingers pressed into my depth. His hot seed shot into me. “No, thank you for setting me free.”
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    “She’s so wet and sticky.”
Ayral had a naughty grin on her face. Kolin’s cock slammed into my depths. She sank down into the water until it covered her nose, her hair fanning out across the waves. The wrap slid off my hips and fell to the deck of our boat. “You are mine.”
I shook my head.