T Channell

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“Holy fuck,” I breathed, stepping back so I could look down. So not only was the size of his boots no lie whatsoever, but I was beginning to wonder if I’d bitten off more than I could chew. So to speak. He was big. He chuckled. “Still want it for hours?” Motherfucker. I managed to catch my breath. “God, yes.”
Bossy
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