Jessyca Simonsen

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collar bone and relaxing into him. “Woman, what kind of spell have you put on my body? I’m too old to be thinking about going again, yet here we are.” I giggle against his skin, shaking my head before rolling away from him. He tries to pull me back, but I avoid his hands, earning an adorable scowl in response. “No, if you stick your freaking jumbo cock in me again, you’ll have to drag me out of here.” “I wouldn’t drag you.” He sits up, swinging his feet over the edge of the bed, and flashes me a wicked smile over his shoulder. “I’d carry you over my shoulder proudly.”
Until Tomorrow Comes
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