Chapter 52 My Palace. My Bed.

(Adelaide & Apollo)

Apollo watched her hips roll. Her breath catch. Her thighs tremble. 

He gripped his dick hard and stroked upward. He could imagine it being her hand, her mouth, her cunt. 

A sound tore out of her—raw, strangled, helpless. 

Apollo stroked faster, staying with the pace her finge...

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