Britt DS

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I kick off my boots and let my trousers drop. Auren reaches up and rips my shirt right down the middle, shocking us both. “Hmm,” I say, glancing down. “Very demanding.” She looks at me with defiance. “I’m not sorry.” I chuckle before dragging my cock out of her.
Britt DS
They did all of that while he was still inside of her and she was laying on the bed? Fucking gymnastics.
Goldfinch (The Plated Prisoner, #6)
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