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I take the pink panties out of the bag, close my eyes, and press the fabric against my face. These have not been washed. They smell like her and something deeper. I want to feel them soaked with her juices, want to see my cum all over the pale-pink fabric. I crave it.
Mr. Absolutely Not! (The Seattle Svenssons #1)
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