Ms. Dess

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He pressed another hard kiss to her mouth. “Your lipstick tastes good. Pomegranates?” he mused, licking his moist lips. “Wipe it off me.”
Ms. Dess
Knees immediately weak…. 🥴🥴🥴 I have no fucking self control
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