Wicked Thoughts (18+)

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"Tell me. What was your version in the Bible?" 

"What? Do I not look like an angel? The prettiest one you have ever seen?" I purred.

"Pretty little liar." His breathe fanned my neck, making me almost sigh.All Rights Reserved

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