Ms. Dess

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“Oh please,” Becs says, her lips lifting into a wicked grin as the three of them finally barrel out of the booth. “I’d never be so reckless as to let it drip all over the floor. I plan on swallowing every last drop.”
Ms. Dess
I. Love. Herrrrrrrr
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