Heads up: mais steaminess ensues.Part 6:
link Arthur crawls forward, beijar her, so that she has no choice but to lie back against the pillows. This time he is pulling at his own camisa and unbuckling his own cinto, correia as he prowls forward. He once again yanks the camisa over his head and tosses it in the general direction of a clothes hamper he keeps in a corner. Then he descends back down to her, beijar deeply, as if it has been months since they’d been together instead of merely hours. He is determined to take his time this time, and he slows his pace. She seems to notice...
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