Shannon Tucker

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My lips upturn, biting on the cap, and I write alongside her hipbone and above her pussy. Donnelly was here. I spit out the cap, just to cup her ass and lick and suck her clit. Her moan and quivering legs are engrained in my brain, top-tier spank bank material. ‘Cause unfortunately I’m not coming inside Luna tonight. Lifting her panties back up, I rise and cap the pen. “That’s so you never forget where I’ve been.” She mutters, “Holy shit.”
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