Lechery(On Hold)
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"Do I make you nervous?"
"No."Yes,my conscious said to me.
"Does my breath on your neck make you shiver and want to kiss me?"He asks as he lightly kisses my ear.
"N-no."I say and I feel a tight grip on my a**.Letting out a squeal he says "Don't make me bend you over my leg and spank you." Giving my ear one last kiss, he walks away.
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