Selena Spiropoulos

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She opens a compact mirror and begins to put her bright pink lipstick on. I lean in and nibble her neck and goosebumps scatter up her arms once more. She smiles. “Don’t bother with the lipstick; it will rub off on my dick,” I breathe into her ear.
The Casanova (The Miles High Club #3)
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