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Chapter 8 by vertigo vertigo

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Swallow

There doesn't seem to be a convenient place to spit it out and you certainly don't want to break the mood after that incredible orgasm, so you reluctantly swallow it.

Belinda beams at you like she's a teacher and you're her prize student or something and tenderly helps you get dressed. When you're done, you collapse onto your new bed in exhaustion. You fall asleep quickly, but a short while later, you are disturbed by an insistent knocking on the door.

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