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Lilyan woke to something hard pressing into her lower back. She quickly realized she was still naked and so was Zayd, who was holding her in his arms from behind. “Uhm, Zayd?” she said, afraid to move. “Hmm?” he responded, still half asleep from the sound of his voice. “Are we late?” she asked, trying to ignore the bulge that was pushing against her rear. “No, princess,” he answered groggily, “We have another hour. Go back to sleep.” He tucked a strand of her hair behind her ear and kissed her temple. Lilyan gulped slightly, unsure of how to explain the heat spreading through her body. She imagined repositioning herself ever so slightly upwards and forwards. The small adjustment would angle her body perfectly for his length to slip into her opening from behind. She felt the moisture
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