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... wide in an effortless invitation. I stripped off the rest of my clothes, my cock standing tall and angry, throbbing with the need to finish what we’d started. I climbed onto the bed, the springs squeaking a protest as I crawled between her thighs.
"You’re a bad mother, Delilah," I growled, my hands pinning her wrists above her head against the headboard.
"And you’re a very bad friend, Evan," she countered, her hips already arching up to meet me. "Now stop talking and fill me up." ...
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