Mattisyn Bartley

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“Good girl,” I pant. “Make yourself come on my cock, darling.” “Oh God,” she breathes. “Westin.” My hips meet hers, thrusting up into her body. “Go on, come for me,” I urge. “Let it out.”
Westin (The Sovereign Mountain, #2)
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