[R18]
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Crash!
The paintings on the wall came crashing to the floor from the impact.
Caught in the sensual bliss of the moment, the crash made no impact on them, stopping as Hisha raised her.
Solara hiccuped from the gesture, wrapping her legs around his waist and opening her legs wider for him to press onto her crotch.
Struggling for dominance with their tongues, Solara smirked in between the struggle and broke away to catch her breath.
Huff!
Huff!
Hisha had his attention solely on her lips, his desire riled up by the subtle heat wave she produced.
A part of him was wondering why he would be engaging such as the one he caught himself in, another was glad that he would be doing this with Solara.
"Please take me over to the bed." She said in a whisper and out of breath.
Obliging to her request, Hisha carried her over to the bed, gently placing her down.
