Andrea Byrom

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He rolled his hips, letting his cock surge against me, rubbing my clit with every move. He carried on, not stopping until I was rocking my hips, seeking more. His mouth caught mine, his lips tasting mine, then he let go of my hair, and I knew to prepare for it.
Filthy Rich (The Five Points' Mob Collection, #2)
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