Leandra Parsons

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was claiming her mouth with my own. She tasted like the vodka she was drinking and her nails dug into the back of my neck as I traced the seam of her lips with my tongue. Gripping onto her waist, I slid my tongue against hers, breathing her in as she moved against
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