Jill

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My thinking isn’t clear enough for me to analyze the sensation of the touch of the supple head of cock nudging at my entrance. He forges into me without pause, and my gasp turns into a yelp at the tight flash of pain. I’m so wet, but it’s still a stretch to take him.
Hoarded by the Dragon (Monstrous Matches, #4)
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