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their bodies collided, and Peaches grasped Jamie’s hips, turning her so she could press her back against the bare wall between the closet and the bathroom door. Peaches placed soft kisses along her forehead, over her closed eyes, and along her jawline until her lips came to rest at the nexus of Jamie’s cleavage, just above the neckline of her top. When Peaches darted her tongue over the sensitive skin between her breasts, Jamie purred like a contented cat. Peaches remained there for a few moments, licking, kissing, teasing, until she saw Jamie’s knees begin to tremble. Placing a steadying hand ...more
Can't Let Her Go
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