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The voyeur in Harry took in the ecstasy revealing itself in their features and he unloaded himself over Jill's smooth belly.

"Mother of God, I've died and gone to heaven," Louis heaved as the three of them collapsed.

Panting, Harry leaned over the side of the bed and came back with his shirt. With gentle strokes, he wiped his fluids from Jillian's skin, planting a kiss on her lips as she lay snuggled in Louis' arms. Tossing the shirt, Harry joined them but remained quiet.

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