ALPHA DRAGON
Grab my ass upright, leave me to feel exactly what I'm doing.
"I want to write thunderstorms on your skin, and then allow you to paint your own picture."
In front of him, I just let my lips touch his lips a little bit. "Write them Dragon" my fingernails were touching his jaw.
His hands held my waist hard, we stared at each other without being able to choose between looking at our eyes or lips, Dragon made his decision when my legs closed around his waist. His lips were sticking fiercely to my neck, biting the skin, and Dragon identified my place as his, and then turned my head to the side to give him better access, and then took me to his office. As the leaves flew on the floor, I sat on the
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