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13|Tell Me
~Roman~
I should do what was right. Leave my spot, go back downstairs and apologize for barging into her room without warning, but damn that body. I’ve been fantasizing about her for days, jerking myself off with the mere vision of what I would see when I undress her. My imagination doesn’t do justice to the real deal.
She moved in haste, throwing a skin-tight tee to cover her body. Bright crimson stained the apples of her cheeks as she weaved her finger through her hair, freeing them from the collar of the t-shirt.
The one size too small shirt did nothing to lessen the oozing appeal of her body on me. My dick twitched painfully in the confines of my jeans. Viviana in nothing but red lace underwear and white skin-tight shirt, visible shadows of her hardened nipples, is a view I’d pay millions to see every fucking
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