Leandra Parsons

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slides his hand toward my cockhead, folded, half-hard, down on my balls. I can’t speak, can’t even get my breath as his hand wraps around me. “If I do this” —he strokes toward my base and then back downward, fingers squeezing the tip of my dick— “will it make you harder?”
Wrath (Sinful Secrets, #4)
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