Her Last Cheer
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Contenido adultoConcluida mar, feb 21, 202310h 45m
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Sevyn Haren was the type of person to fight for what she wanted.
She stayed with her claws out, her pom poms in position and her mind on alert because well, she was always ready to fight. Now the question was. . .ready to fight what?
A stupid piece of metal. More precisely, Veer Epp's stupid piece of metal that was oddly always on his ring finger. It was too bad that she was the type of person to go against every single set rule to get what she wanted. And what she wanted was Coach Epps.
His wife could share.
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