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... ched. Soft. Warm. Dangerous.
Nathan froze—completely unable to process what was happening.
She let go, then shifted her position, pressing his right shoulder into her breasts.
Once again, Nathan tried to protest—but was shut down by her movements.
Her left leg lifted, aligning with his navel, before lowering and bending—forming a triangle that trapped his cock from the side, right behind her knee.
The pressure was light—but enough to send blood rushing to ...
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