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Lost in the sea of pleasure, Brynhild's moans turned into gasps and whispers of Orpheus's name. The world around them faded away, leaving only their entangled bodies and the electrifying energy between them.
As the intensity grew, their caresses became more urgent, their movements more primal. The room was filled with the sounds of their pleasure, a symphony of desire and ecstasy.
In that moment, time stood still. Brynhild surrendered herself completely to Orpheus, allowing him to unlock the depths of her desires and awaken a passion she had never known before.
Orpheus and Brynhild transitioned from the bed to the wall. She found herself pressed against the unyielding surface, yet it caused her no discomfort.
