Mark bent his knees and looked down at her, starting to have s@x with her.

Their clothes fell to the floor one by one…

She reached out to hug his neck and whispered, “Are there really bugs?” Mark smiled.

At this point, she was worried about that…

When she was on the verge of tears due to his teasing, he whispered harshly in her ear, “Are you still afraid of bugs?”

Cecilia playfully pushed him and protested.

Mark didn’t show any mercy at all.

After all, she had said something wrong…

She had said he was getting old.

But Mark was full of energy in bed.

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their intimate encounter, Mark

the light blue shirt onto the floor, where it lay, wrinkled and

of the bed, a faint trace of redness evident at the

charge of tidying

soiled sheets and placed them in the washing

washing her underwear and ensured

also retrieved the light blue shirt

assumed he would simply throw it away, but he proved to be quite thrifty, stating that he could still wear it after a

if that shirt could indeed be worn after

he was

the laundry room, Mark appeared gentle as he carried out these

tired, but being able to spend this time with her and embracing her like this seemed

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What remained was contentment.

her the clean

of her underwear here, but she hadn’t worn them

from making any obscene remarks and handed

accepted it and put it on beneath

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