Leandra Parsons

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Andrei lashes his belt around my neck and pulls himself in close. His shirtless body grinds against mine. My next breath is jittery. “I only listen to tips, baby girl. If you want to tell me what to do, you better make it worth my while.” I gulp. “Yes, sir.”
King of Ruin
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