Chapter Eight-3

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She moaned viciously, bit at his neck, loved him with hands flying lovingly in desperation over his skin. What crime was it to give him everything she had? If she were nothing but his created s****l bauble, it wouldn’t be the most devastating offense of her life. This one she knew she did for love. And if he was false, then he had a masterfully deceiving heart. Dante’s kisses covered her face and lips, his tongue pressed into her, his hand worked like magic raising one, then two, then three orgasmic peaks. Her mouth slipped over his erection, her cunt bore it happily, hard as it pounded, and her ass accepted the breach, knowing this new heaven to be more delicious than the others. When she finally cleaned his c*m away from the spent c**k, she then lay with him happily exhausted and they f

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