The Older Man Part II
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Out with the old, in with the new...
After sorting out their issues, the story of Vincent Milano and Cheyenne Copeland continues four years later when a provocative new arrival causes problems in their relationship.
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"Come on, Cheyenne, you know he can't touch you like I can," he growled in my ear before he grazed his knuckles along my side. I fidgeted as his strong arm kept me locked tightly against him. I couldn't move without him allowing me to. "Grandpa's lost his touch," he snickered at his own comment, "but I haven't." I could hear the smirk in his voice as he invaded my panties and tortured me with his digits. I tried to fight the noises that came out of me, but my body betrayed me.
(The Sequel to The Older Man)
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