He lifts an eyebrow. “Does the friend have a name?” “Mac.” “Doesn’t suit you. Do you have a different name?
Sarah CastilleMisery tells me to shut my mouth or he’ll shut it for me with something so big, I’ll never be able to talk again. I hope it’s a big slice of pizza.
Sarah CastilleMax attacks Misery with the kind of vigor only reserved for really dirty ovens
Sarah CastilleHe explains he is going to mount me. Yes! And take a dominant position. Oh, yes!
Sarah CastilleTell me the truth,” he rasps. “Admit it made you hot. It made you wet. You are coiled so tight I could slide my hand down your panties and make you come before you could tell me to stop.
Sarah CastilleRampage frowns. “If you can’t even hear about it, how are you going to watch the fight?” Bucket on head. Facecloth over eyes. Torment has given me lots of options.
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