Laughing, Illya fell upon the bed with her. Moving over her, he kissed her neck. He didn't mind that they were not doing anything sophisticated. He could hardly wait. He was hard already, his cock pressing against the confines of his jeans. "Oh? I think I am ready for this exercise."
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Date: 2016-04-17 03:59 pm (UTC)