Dangerous Games
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She looked like a pixie; her hair was short and in a bronze color. Her eyes large and brown look like pools of chocolate fudge. She was a few inches shorter than him. Her name was Oriana Tanner. And she was their new open act for their tour. So all the imagines of her under him, of wondering what her moans sounded, of how sweet will it be to slide inside her, or feel her inter wall milking him trapping him inside her. Of her beautiful sweet lips wrap around his cock, images of him drawing her pleasure all night.. Yeah those images were wrong, but he couldn’t help but have them. he want her, on his bed, against the wall, she riding him, anywhere, anyway she wanted him, he will have her, this world tour just turned in to a set of very Dangerous Games.
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