Kenzie smirked, the expression transforming her face into something predatory and divine. She leaned down, capturing Gal’s mouth again, silencing any further words. In the quiet of the apartment, surrounded by the golden dust motes dancing in the air, the two women found a rhythm that was uniquely theirs—a testament to the fact that sometimes, the only way to cool down the heat was to let it burn.
Gal chuckled, a throaty sound. "Trouble is the best kind of fun." She reached out, her hand finding the tie of Kenzie’s robe. She didn't pull it, just let her fingers rest there, a silent challenge. "You look like you need some trouble." lezbebad adulttime kenzie taylor gal ritch hot
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