A Father's Pity

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The warm, golden rays of daylight streamed through the heavy velvet curtains, painting lines of brilliant amber across the tangled silk sheets of our bed. The sun was fully up, announcing a brand-new day, but inside our private sanctuary, time had completely stopped. We hadn't slept. Not for a single second. From the moment the bedroom doors closed last night, we hadn't stopped touching, kissing softly, and losing ourselves in each other over and over again. We had spent the entire night having s*x, making love, and experiencing every beautiful, feral thing in-between. By all logic, our bodies should have been completely worn out, trembling with exhaustion. Yet, here we were in the mist of finishing another incredibly deep, passionate round. With one final, heavy thrust and a low, breath

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