Alyssa GSell

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“Please, Colt…I need to come…please…” I whine, admitting defeat. He tugs on my braids as he starts to move again, his thrusts long and hard. I rotate my hips, meeting him halfway, desperate in my desire to come. “Anything for my little brat.”
SIN-BIN (Sinners on the Ice #1)
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