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She doesn’t just come—she detonates like a bomb that’s finally reached the end of its fuse. Her legs shake as she clamps them around my head, her ass nearly lifting off the bench as a rush of warm, wet cum soaks my tongue, my face, fuck, my shirt. Everywhere. Holy fucking shit.  I just made her squirt.  Fuuuck yeah.
The Bad Boy Rule (Hellcats Hockey #1)
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