Satisfying Her Darkest Fantasies
he panted.
Thrust, thrust, stroke—tap. Thrust, thrust, stroke—tap. Thrust, thrust, stroke—tap.
Chassie’s heart and blood began to follow the rhythm.
Thrust, thrust, stroke—tap. Thrust, thrust, stroke—tap. Thrust, thrust, stroke—tap.
“You’re gonna come like this, Chass, and you’re gonna come hard. Just feel, baby.
Let go of everything.”
Thrust, thrust, stroke—tap. Thrust, thrust, stroke—tap. Thrust, thrust, stroke—tap.
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