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She gasped, but her legs bracketed me, clenching on my waist as if she were afraid I might drop her…or deny her. I did neither, fumbling only as long as it took to line her up at the head of my cock, then thrusting myself inside of her. The stretcher had done the work of preparing her for me, but my little pet still let out a high cry as I filled her, her head falling back and exposing her throat to my gaze, long and elegant and thrumming with a nervous pulse.
Games with the Orc (Monster Smash Agency, #1)
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