Max usually didn’t tolerate orders well, but given this order involved a front row ticket to perhaps the best arse in history, she decided to heed the command. As the three men in front of her took up various practiced fighting positions, she tilted her head to the side and watched three sets of arse cheeks flex and clench. Fuck, yeah. I’ll stay behind them. And with that happy thought, the phantoms descended.
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