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The night ended early, and I was spent but satisfied, my body alive with pleasure and energy. They left me sitting there with sticky cum all over my face, pleasantly satisfied. Every moment had been mine to command, mine to enjoy, mine to remember. And as I left, I smiled, knowing I had taken it all, given it all, and reveled in every second of it.





