The morning sun struggled to penetrate the grey Polish sky, casting pale light across the ancient city of Krakow. Amber woke in Kabir's arms, her body still humming with the memory of the castle dungeon. She could still feel the cold iron on her skin, the weight of the chains, the echo of her screams against the stone walls. But today, she knew, would be different. Today would be something she had never experienced before.
She turned in his arms, her eyes soft with love and desire. She could feel his cock, semi-hard against her thigh, and a wicked idea bloomed in her mind. She wanted to taste him. She wanted to feel him in her mouth. She wanted to start the day by serving him.
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