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14

Kristoff

Two hours later, I sigh in contentment as I meander down the road, toward town. Titania is seated beside me, looking out of the window, dried tear streaks at the corner of her eyes, her cologne poignant in the enclosed space. I still have her smell on me, feel her pussy on my dick. It was even more pleasurable than I expected, and she was so damn tight — a perfect fit — I'd even thought she was a virgin. And to think that she wanted it too. Her body was comfortingly receptive and aroused from the first moment I touched her.

I am not the devil she thinks I am. The thing is, Patrick must've suppressed her wild desires all these years. She loves it when I corner her. When I chase after her and insist on taking what I want. She loves it when I don't back down, but she's just too stubborn to admit the truth. But anyways, her lips and pussy don't lie. Her mouth may speak a different language, but her body certainly doesn't.

My phone starts ringing loudly, through the Bluetooth sp
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