Have you ever wondered what might happen if there was a change in the story? Imagine a scenario where some of the people who had died were still alive, while others remained dead. Would history repeat itself? What could be the possible consequences...
Daeron pushes me onto my back to a cushion on the floor kissing each other drowning in our tongues dancing in rhythms
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I switch and sit on top of him not to break our kiss.
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I pull away from him smiling at each other locking eyes.
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I unbutton his trouser quickly as he helps me and then he slid his hardness into my pussy and begin pushing it in deeper and deeper.
My fingers grasped his shoulders moaning "Fuck oh fuck" My pussy was gripping him so tightly, with a mixture of pleasure and pain.
Daeron sits kissing me as he pumped in and out of me faster and faster "I could do this all day"
I moan pulling him close hugging him.
Daeron gripping my full hips. I could feel him very deep inside "Fuck"
I cry out as My eyes roll back from ecstasy and He is beginning to swell and leak inside of me and collapses onto my back. His dick was still buried deep inside my wetness, as his hands massaged my breasts. He gets his hand inside my dress firmly pinched my nipples and continued to spurt his warm milk inside... grunting loudly with each spasm.
The intensity of the moment was strong, as we both cried out. We lay taking our breathing and laughing at each other. Daeron holds my hand and kisses it "I love you, Lyanna. More than anything, I want you to know that"
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