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Good God, she would’ve held theotten her hands on them

“You kno he is,” Duke told her when Hank left her room and headed for his own

“This is crazy,” she said “You can’t leave me here, Hank Hinman!”

“Ad teased”

“No What I’d love is farleft up here all alone! I can’t believe you tould leave me spread out like this What if Frank comes in? What if the housekeeper sees me like this? What if…”

“What if I h every syllab

le He leaned over and blew a streaainst her folds

She jerked A bolt of passion zipped through her body She would’ve paid the with the what they held in store, soether

“If you’ll be quiet for just ato think about”

Hank returned then and stood in the dooratching theo orse than she reave Hank a cocksure attitude, a holier-than-thou kind of persona that suggested he was the ruling order in Hinman country

Duke nudged her folds with his nose, nuzzling her “Hmm, sweetheart, you still smell like a fresh peach”

“Duke, please don’t do this Lick me Love me Hell, don’t just look at my pussy and act like you’ve never seen one before!”

He took an indulgent swipe and then left theto the head of the bed He towered over her and smacked his lips when he leaned in for what promised to be a short-lived kiss “Taste me”

Their lips crashed together His tongue swirled around hers as he toyed with her

“Hood you taste, darlin’?”