Chapter Sixteen

"Now food." Buhle chuckled as he heard his lover's grumbling stomach.

Buhlanti chuckled, his cheeks flushing a shade of pink. “I suppose a man needs to refuel after all that exercise.”

Slowly, the lovers disentangled themselves from each other, their bodies still buzzing with the memory of their lo...

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