Haley

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She dragged the flat of her thigh over my cock with enough pressure and friction to make me forget my name. Something like “Right there” and “Don’t you fucking stop” babbled out of me as I came so hard and so long I was concerned I’d damaged something. Never before had I felt my body hollow itself out—and then keep going.
In a Rush (Friendship, Rhode Island #2)
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