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    "Olga baby, wake up..." he was kissing my cheek, gently caressing my naked shoulder. 

    "Luka...tired, comatose...need to hibernate." It felt like I just sleep for minutes, he really exhausted my fragile human body with too much climax.

    I was hoping that he...