Harry, finally managed to reach o****m as well, even thought the feeling was a rather muffled o****m. He continued moving inside her after she had finished, just a few minutes to terminate, then he pulled out and slipped on his trousers. Anne let herself fall to the floor, still panting.
Harry got up.
‘Thank you, sir,’ she murmured, giving him a rather embarrassed look.
Harry stretched out his hand to help her up. ‘You’re welcome,’ he replied.
Then he puffed and laughed. ‘It’s a strange world we live in. Go back to work now.’
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When she entered the cell where he had been held prisoner, Anne was overwhelmed with different odours. Scents that told a story, if those three n***d bodies weren’t enough to do so. It was obvious that up to a minute before the three of them were doing it to
