Katarina

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It was her turn to invade his personal space. She leaned over, speaking so closely to his mouth that their lips brushed. But she planted a hand on his shoulder, stopping him from closing the distance. “If you want to walk out of here with your cock attached, remove your hand from my leg. When I want you to touch me, I’ll tell you when and where.”
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