Clockwork lust in the attic

In the hushed quiet of the attic, Ed and Lily, bound by blood and time, find solace in each other's company. An antique clock, its hands frozen at 3:13, catches their eye. As they wind it back to life, an ancient, lustful energy fills the room. Ed's curiosity piqued, he reaches out, tracing the curve of Lily's breast, her nipple hardening under his touch. She gasps, her pussy clenching with unexpected desire. They explore each other's bodies, their breaths coming in ragged pants, their hearts pounding in sync. The clock's chimes echo their moans, counting down the moments until they're consumed by their mutual, forbidden passion.

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