Morning Devotion
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Barely awake, she finds herself at his mercy. The morning sunlight streams through the blinds, illuminating the passion that consumes them. He devours her lips, his hands roaming her curves, his fingers teasing her nipples. She moans, her eyes fluttering closed, as he enters her, their bodies moving in perfect sync. He grunts, his thrusts increasing in intensity, his passion boiling over. He spills his seed, a golden puddle forming on her breasts, a symbol of his devotion. She smiles, a look of satisfaction on her face, as he trembles, his body spent, but his heart still racing.
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