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... he raised her eyebrows and stared at him. She also folded her arms as if she intended to intimidate him.

‘That gesture won’t work for me, Wifey.’ – Reed.

“Do you want me?” Reed asked.

“W-what?”

Reed smiled, then brought his lips slightly closer to her ear.

“I know you miss me, my wife,” Reed whispered. “I remember how deliciously you moaned while I ate you and how many times I took you to the extreme.”

Emy took a breath and then slightly moved away ...

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