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... le on his face was the mirror of pure sin and his fingers found the strings of Ravi’s trousers.
Ravi gasped as Arlen began to shimmer his clothes down with his left hand and with his right hand, he trailed a single finger down the center of Ravi’s chest, pressing his palm against Ravi’s wildly thumping heart. Its erratic pounding matched his, like a drum on a festival day and Arlen smiled, leaning closer to kiss his lips as he slipped the trousers off.
His fingers slid down the b ...
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