Lynnie Gill

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Her body fights my hold, but I don’t let go. I fuck her as if she’s a whore I paid for and not the woman I just married. “Fuck, Charlotte.” I groan, my teeth clenching at the way her pussy hugs my dick. “You feel so good.”
Madness (L.O.R.D.S., #6)
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