Leandra Parsons

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I just didn’t know he could support all my weight with such ease, and now my mind is going places it should stay away from. My center being pressed against his hardness isn’t helping either. “Goddammit, Allie,” he grunts when he breaks our kiss. I don’t think I’ve ever heard his voice sound huskier than right now, and it’s not doing my aroused body any favors.
The Lair
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