FIRST MORNING

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The night is deep, the silvery moon is dotted with the dark blue night sky, and the naughty stars are running around her, chasing and playing. It was a quiet night of one exclusive village owned by a Morosov. No cars passing by, honking their horns. No sounds of loud music around. No dogs barking. Just peaceful and quiet. In the grand casa manor of Morosov. The night's erotic aroma pervades the air, woven into a soft net, covering all the scenery inside. All the lights were off except for the shower room where a shattering moan of a woman filled the place. Two people were hungrily kissing, rough and raw under the water droplets. "f**k! Clair I badly want you right now." Creux utters in a deep and rough voice as his big raw length teases her wetness. He went mad and tore completely his

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