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... s, lifting her back onto the counter, kissing her lips hard, my cock straining against my shorts, ready to burst. "Fuck," I groaned, my hands gripping her thighs.
"Good," she murmured, her hand sliding to my dick, squeezing through the fabric. "Keep this up, Evan. You might be my best subject yet."
I blinked, and she was gone. I stumbled forward, catching myself on the counter, gasping, my heart pounding. The room was empty, the beer bottle on the counter, still cold. "Fuck," I m ...
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