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Chapter Six | Just One Night
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2021-08-08 22:10:10◦◦ Sawyer ◦◦
Two 1/2 hours later
My mind was slowly churning to unrecognizable mush, but I was helpless to stop any of it from happening; The wild animal I’ve awakened inside Kaitlyn toyed with me ferociously, and I’d lost all track of time as I sank deeper into her deliberate lust induced spell.
Feverish grunts and screams echoed off the walls, but my ears ceased to register who they were coming from. Even my own sounded foreign and exciting before long. I couldn’t even remember the last time I’d been so...riled up for someone, anyone really.
There I was though, and I wouldn't have had it any other way.
“...I’m obsessed with every inch of you...” Kate rasped gently, giving the sore nipples she’d been sucking on a brief respite so I could attempt to catch my breath. A warm, wet trail started to descend south of the border—and all I could d
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