Ms. Dess

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“If my cock is my only redeeming quality,” I said, shoving her hair out of my way so that I could wrap my fingers around the back of her neck. I used that grip to press her toward the ground, letting her turn her head so that I could see her profile. I pinned her, holding her perfectly still as I shifted my hips and pulled back. “Then I expect you to spend most of your time sitting on it, wife.”
Ms. Dess
Say. Fucking. Lesssss. 💦💦💦💦 fuuuuuuck!!
The Cursed (Coven of Bones #2)
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