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I Let The Stripper Fill Me Up(4)

Author: WriterDee
last update publish date: 2026-05-11 21:10:42

I couldn't think properly as we rode back from the club.

What on earth had I done? I felt so guilty and stupid. How could I throw away two years of Harry and I away just for sex with a complete fucking stranger.

I sat in the back of the limo with my heels in my hand and my head resting against the cold window. The girls were also drunk and some were asleep.

“Meg, are you alright?” Jade tapped me. I took my head off the window to look at her. She definitely had a time. Her makeup was all over
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