Jenna

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His eyes lift to me before they trail down my face, glide along my neck, and linger a little longer on my chest. He takes his bottom lip between his teeth, and my nipples harden from the attention, straining against the thin tank top. He smirks at that, and fuck, is it gorgeous.
Jenna
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