Jen Vazquez

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“Hi, Dean,” I can hear the smile in Maddie’s voice, and jealousy mixes with the lust coursing through my veins. I spare Dean a brief head nod, but I’m not here for him. I’m here for my girl. And if I make her scream loud enough for her punk neighbor to hear… so be it.
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