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PYKE

MY MIND IS still hazy with mind-blowing orgasm minutes ago to notice my phone is constantly vibrating on the floor.

“Pyke, your phone.” My love, Camila squeezes my arm that draped around her waist.

“Shush, sleep,” I say between kisses. My cock hardens again into her soft moans as she responses to my light kisses at the back of her neck.

“Seriously, Pyke, that could be an emergency