Unaccidental Mafia Bride
“My back is the problem area, Egan Alexakis.”
“I am the masseur here. I decide where my fingers end up.” He stroked her crack lightly, and she gasped, wind filling her lungs.
“This behavior will get you a one-star review.”
“I can convince you to reconsider,” he said, and she could hear the smile in his voice.
“Let’s see what you’ve got, Mr Masseur.” She said, and he sank his finger in her.
“Egan.” She gasped, as her whole body jerked.
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