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A moan escaped past her plump lips like a blissful chant as Alistair buried his face in the crook of her neck leaving burning kisses, her own name echoing in her ear when he whispered distractedly, completely lost in her, unaware of his own actions.

"Karma" and again it was like music in the heavy rain that he coherently mumbled to her.

A hand was covering her mouth as tears streamed down her porcelain face, not understanding if she was falling apart from the pleasure or drowning in his love.

His cóck buried inside her pussy to the hilt as she felt him inside her womb before...