Stephanie Munguia

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“Donnelly.” I hear the wait in my name this time. I pause, both of us breathing hard. Her lips are reddened, her hair ruffled. She’s trying to read my gaze. “Are you…are you sure?” “Not if you aren’t.” “I would…” Luna glances down at my hands holding her thighs, her black panties half torn down and in my grasp. “I want to more than anything, but not if you’re going to be upset you broke your promise.” “I won’t be. And I doubt it’ll come up in conversation anyway.”
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