Vicki White

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until I had a naked August Stiel hard and begging on my lap. It was better than every daydream I’d had in the few days since we’d met. I peeked down at his erection, stiff and ruddy pink against the pale skin of his abdomen. The thatch of hair surrounding it was neatly trimmed, which didn’t surprise me in someone so outwardly orderly. I reached down to run my fingers through it before taking his cock in hand and slowly stroking
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