Seducing Daddy, Chapter Two & Three
That’s when it hit me. It wasn’t a candy cane in his pants, which visibly strained upward in a curve nearly as thick as my wrist.
That’s when it hit me. It wasn’t a candy cane in his pants, which visibly strained upward in a curve nearly as thick as my wrist.
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