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Hundred & Seventy-Three: Ava & Angela.
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Hi loves ☺️💗I wanna say thank you so much for sticking with me this long. I'm beyond grateful. Really 💗 The story of Natalia and Carlo will be coming to an end soon🥲💗 (Will miss them so much)I’ll be completing it by March (before the month ends) And just to show how grateful I am and how much I appreciate you all, I will be uploading a short novel at the end of this book and it will be free. Yes, free ☺️💗SNEAK PEAK: Kalila's POV:~Today, you looked like a fucking wet dream covered in the bubbles from your body wash-ha! Wet dream. Ironic, seeing as I did in fact jerk off to the image of you underneath the shower spray.I couldn't resist it, especially when you cupped those heavy tips as drops of water trailed down your skin-I wanted to lick them off you but I settled for taking out my cock. It was weeping for you, you should have seen it! Don't worry, I will send a picture;) ~And as if on cue, my phone chimed, startling me as my heart skipped so hard, it hurt. My pulse roar
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