I squeeze my eyes tightly closed and allow thoughts of Hayes to fill my head. A shiver dances down my spine as I shift so my legs can fall open. With soft strokes, I touch my pussy. It doesn’t take long before more wetness gathers. Need blooms in my core as my mind conjures up images of walking in on Hayes after his shower in the locker room. It would be impossible not to remember the hard, sinewy strength of his back that stood out in sharp relief. Even his ass had been chiseled and well-defined, and his thighs bulged with muscles. My fingers pick up their pace as more desire floods through
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