
The phone was dead now. Thrown somewhere across the room. Screen cracked maybe. Didnβt matter. Nothing mattered except the girl bent over the couch arm in front of me.
Ariaβs body was still trembling from the last orgasm. Her pussy lips were puffy, dark pink, shiny with our mixed juices. My cum leaked slowly out of her, thick white trails sliding down her inner thighs. She didnβt wipe it away. She spread her legs wider instead. Showing me everything. Offering everything.




















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