Lustfully Yours, Uncle (ENGLISH)
Izzy responded almost instantly, letting out a soft laugh as she slowly peeled off her T-shirt and jeans.
“I thought you were stressed… or mad… or at least too tired from everything going on at work?” she asked, breathless.
“Shh… Let’s just go for a swim, baby girl,” he whispered, flashing her a wicked grin.
Izzy shook her head, smiling as she looked up at him. Unable to resist any longer, she reached up, tugged him closer by the nape of his neck, and kissed him back.
“You taste so good, Isabel,” he murmured against her lips.
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