Twisting the Truth

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AISHA Everything was hazy at the back of my mind. I had just come out from the sweet blissful pleasure and slowly coming down to what felt like a surreal moment. But I was not dreaming at all. I was breathing heavily and hugging the same man who brought me a climax. His lips pressed a soft caress on my temples. “Feeling cold yet?” “Um…” With each movement Spencer made, I was anticipating… there was no way my body would stop tingling under his touch. He just unleashed the wildness in me that I thought had vanished years ago. Between my thighs, his hard-on was still prominent. But he had better self-control, I suppose. That was when the heat started seething through my cheeks. “Do you want me to return the favor?” I asked him, looking at his eyes. His face lit up from my quest

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