
Morning light came through the thin curtain. I woke up sticky. Mouth still tasted like Riya’s golden pee from last night. Stomach felt heavy and warm from all I swallowed. My dick was half-hard under the sheet, remembering her pussy on my face, her squirt down my throat.
Riya was already up. Naked. Standing at the bathroom door. Big boobs hanging soft, nipples dark and pointing. Hair messy from sleep. She looked at me with those green eyes — hungry again.




















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