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When the moment arrived, the stranger’s mouth slipped through the opening, the warmth of his breath grazing the sensitive spot she’d prepared. Veena’s gasp was barely audible, her eyes closing as she surrendered to the sensation. The contact was firm yet gentle, a dance of give and take that left her breathless.
She smiled, the corner of her lips lifting. “I’m ready,” she replied, her voice steady despite the thrill coursing through her veins.
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When the moment arrived, the stranger’s mouth slipped through the opening, the warmth of his breath grazing the sensitive spot she’d prepared. Veena’s gasp was barely audible, her eyes closing as she surrendered to the sensation. The contact was firm yet gentle, a dance of give and take that left her breathless. veena gloryholeswallow
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