Oana Isabella

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“Me?” His head jerks back. “What about you? I get hard just looking at your legs.” We pause, the kitchen silent for a beat too long. I burst a laugh, both of us unable to stop from smiling like lunatics at each other from across the room. “We’re so professional.”
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