LaTosha Webber

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a wad of cloth soaked in an earthy soft sweetness from the softness between her legs. I need her slick on me. I rub the wet bundle over my lips. Jack it over my cock until my knot starts to swell. She’s in my nose. She’s in my head. There’s nowhere you can run from me now, little one.
Fleeing Fate (Hidden Omegas, #1)
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