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02/05/2016

So that's why she'd asked to bone

"'Do it,' she murmurs, between staccato moans. 'Do it,' she repeats, and it comes out like an underwater gurgle.
I pull back, her clit following me like a lost dog."

Insatiable -- J.D. Hawkins

Posted at 02:20 PM in Animal Husbandry, Dislocated Members, Interior Design, Reluctance, Voyeurism |

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