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... arted on my chest—slow circles, nails grazing my nipples, working lower. I returned the favor, hands gliding over her slick tits, thumbs flicking the hard peaks, then down her stomach, between her thighs for a teasing second before moving to her back.
"So," she murmured, pressing closer until our bodies slid together, "I heard noises coming from your room this morning. Care to explain?"
I laughed against her neck. "Fucked Minne’s thighs in those pink stockings. Then sixty-nined N ...
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