Devin Isamoyer

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“You’re so fucking filthy, Foxx,” she says through a hazy giggle. I smile at her and swipe it up her stomach and around her nipples. “Now you are too.” When I start to pull my hand back, she grabs my wrist and guides the cum-soaked fingers to her lips and sucks. As she drags them out, I’m speechless. “Tastes like sugar, Daddy.”
Bourbon & Proof (The Bourbon Boys, #3)
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