86-Tongue Fu*ked And Still Urging For More.

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Genevieve: The evening passed quickly, and before I knew it, we were in bed, cuddling. Caspian and Bellamy had joined me in bed while Emre was in the shower. As usual, Wolvin was lying on the floor. He never complained about having a sore back or stiff muscles, and he always slept there with ease and comfort. "How I wish tonight was the full moon night," Bellamy whispered in my ear, his words tinged with longing. "I wish," he added, running his hand under my silk shirt and reaching for my breast. He, with much ease, filled my breast in his hand and started massaging it. I felt my body warming up as his firm hand assaulted my boob. Caspian turned his side towards me while I lay straight in the middle. He buried his face in my neck and breathed loudly, holding my hand and shoving it in h

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