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... ice quaking with guilt, her eyes darting to the crucifix on the wall as if begging for strength, for forgiveness from the figure hanging there in eternal suffering.
But her body betrayed her completely, arching up involuntarily as Devon’s hands roamed her breasts, kneading the soft, heavy flesh with firm, possessive squeezes, his thumbs circling her nipples until they puckered even tighter, drawing a sharp, involuntary gasp from her lips, her back lifting off the bed as electricity shot ...
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