Anissa Summers

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“But it feels good.” She wets her lip and my eyes drop to mouth. “Doesn’t it?” I don’t respond. “Don’t I feel good?” She leans down and presses her lips to my neck before grazing her teeth over my earlobe and I groan. “Fuck. Where did you learn to be like this? How are you this confident about sex as a virgin?” “You made me this confident about everything,” she whispers. “You taught me to go after what I want and what I want JP, is you.”
What Was Meant to Be
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