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ONE-NIGHT-STAND WITH A STRANGER (2)

Author: Diabla
last update publish date: 2026-04-24 23:24:16

"Fuck," He moaned against my chest, "They are soft." He groped them after pulling away his way. "So damn soft." He rasped.

"You like them?" I asked, feeling the tension between our bodies rising like a burning furnace.

"No, I love them. And I wanna taste them." He replied and pulled my face down, capturing my lips into a kiss I halfly saw coming.

Oh damn, were my one-night stand fantasies slowly coming true? Am I going to have a wild night with this stranger?

The kiss sent fiery tingles thr
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