Leandra Parsons

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lift onto my elbows, and from this angle, I too can see, and I understand the glazed look he’s wearing. This is intoxicating. Erotic as hell. What I’m seeing makes me grow even wetter. I can’t take my eyes off where our bodies meet. How his cock disappears inside me. My hand palms my breasts, squeezing, and Aiden’s eyes darken.
Sweet Collide (Saints of Redville)
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