Leanne

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We’d slept together. In Gage’s bed.  And that meant that the whole getting-naked-and-touching-Gage’s-dick-after-I’d-come-so-hard-my-eyes-had-crossed part of those amazing, blurry memories from the night before might…  Oh God. Might have actually happened, too.
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