"Then... will you prove that I'm not dirty?"
There it was, the subtle shimmer in her eyes that appeared from time to time. Luka finally realised that she truly did retain memories from their previous life together. It explained why she could so easily attract him by knowing his habits.
'I've loved this woman for decades... now finally she will become mine.'
Galatea spread her legs wider, her soaked pussy spreading apart beneath Luka with a wet shine that made his heart pound faster as it pumped hot blood through the dark, bulging veins, and it grew fully erect instantly.
He gripped the base of his cock, slapping it against her belly twice, before smiling back at her.
"I'll make your only thoughts about this thing, gouging your insides."
Luka stared at her for a moment, not because he hesitated, but because the sight of her like this nearly ruined his control.
"You want me to make you forget?"
His voice sounded rougher than usual, as if sandpaper dragged against his throat.
