Heather Foster

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“Brats don’t get eaten out.” Hans uses his knees to push my legs wider. I reach up and cling to his shoulders. “What do they get?” He reaches down between us, and I feel the head of his cock pushing at my entrance. “They get fucked. Hard.” Hans slams his hips forward, cramming his cock inside me.
Hans (Alliance, #4)
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