Don't Touch // h.s

Don't Touch // h.s

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Oct 9, 2015
"Watch me touch myself," she whispered. She had a mischievous glint in her eye that drove Harry crazy. He wanted to reach out and touch her soft skin and make her cry out in pleasure until she couldn't feel her fucking legs. But whenever he reached for her she would say the same thing, "Don't touch."
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