theresa goodwin

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“You’re all tensed up,” she whispers near my neck, her thumb digging into the muscles just above my collar, rubbing in a circle, sending a rush of pleasure down my spine. Goddamn, that does feel amazing. “Let me help. Please? I love massage. I’d…love it most of all if I could give you one.”
The Mobster's Masseuse
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