Desiree

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“Tell me what you want and I’m more than happy to give it to you.” “Fuck me,” I rasped as my pussy clenched around nothing. “It would be my pleasure,” he said, but didn’t move. “How would you like to get fucked, darling? You were never this shy before.” My throat was dry. “With your cock.” He chuckled as lightning blazed up and down my spine. “Now we’re getting somewhere.” “Please, Carson. Please.” “I like it when you say my name.
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