Hannah Cunningham

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“Ah!” I squeal, breathless with laughter as I clap enthusiastically. “Look at you go!” Bash laughs now, the deep sound vibrating through my headset. “Gwen, this is my job. It would be like me clapping when you roll out a yoga mat. Even though when I see that ass in leggings, it makes me want to.”
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