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The girl's naughty talk

Even though she was about to kiss the skin of her husband's stomach and it continued to descend, below, and low, Safira lifted her head from her husband's abdominal muscles, intending to explore Davino's sensitive area, which appeared stiff and heated.

"Tsk, are you a fortune teller?" Safira inquired, her countenance glum.

Hah! Davino knelt as soon as he heard his wife's inquiry; were his guesses and unpleasant ideas correct, did his wife learn from someone, and who is that someone?

"Wait!" Davino held the base of his wife's resting arm firmly, and their gazes locked.

"So, did someone teach you while we were arguing, and how much did he teach you?" Davino inquired, his face troubled, everything clear from the sight in his eyes, his face dissatisfied and unhappy.

Safira arched her brows, flushed on her cheeks, and avoided her husband's gaze. "Almost like that, not one, but two people who taught me."

Davino's mouth dropped when he heard his remarkable confession. "What say you, two, two
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