Andrea Byrom

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She froze, but she didn’t slap my chest, or shove me away again. If anything, I felt the taut wire that linked us together pull even tighter. Unable to stop myself, I reached between her thighs from behind, slipping through her legs, and let my fingers caress her pussy.
Filthy Rich (The Five Points' Mob Collection, #2)
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