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“Do you know I’m batshit crazy about your scent? It’s fucking driving me insane. Aren’t you wearing panties, or something?” I giggled. “You don’t think I would be that naughty, do you?” He rubbed his hands sensuously around my butt cheeks, then stopped and said, incredulously, “You little tease. You’re not wearing any, are you?” “Nope.” He groaned. “Fuck, how am I supposed to eat knowing you’ve gone commando? Did I just feel the garters of your stocking against my leg?” “Obviously, since I’m planning on seducing you tonight.” “The only one seducing anyone tonight, will be me. Guess what I’m ...more
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