#146520 - He held me tight to him as one of my hands ran down his chest, down his rock, hard tummy, down to his crotch. ” She leaned down to him, the curve of her breast close to him, her sharp eyes inches from his glazed orbs. She stands up again, writing a few more notes before holding her pad out to him, “I think we have all we need if you can sign this please, John.
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