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Jun 28
When he to touched her hand
He said:
«Well there’s heat on your skin!»
«I can feel it!»

«If I had my **** inside you?
Right now!
…Would it?
Would there still be heat?
Like this?»

Then a shade of pleasure passed over his face;
Amethyste
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Amethyste  40/F/Tirana
(40/F/Tirana)   
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