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... es were really close to Damien's, hearing each other's breathing.

"We haven't seen each other in a long while, and right now, I want to remember my women's warmth. Are you okay with that, Lily?" Damien asked since he didn't want to force Lily in case she was uncomfortable.

Lily shyly shook her head, her heart continously thumping against her chest. Even though she was nervous about showing her love in front of another girl, she didn't mind if that girl was Damien's lover as well, and ...

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