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“Oh, and what et anywhere near my dick?”

She scoffed, and before I kneas happening she reached out and grabbed the front of my jeans My reflexes kicked in just in tirazed my junk

“Shit,” I shouted out in surprise, and she threw her head back and laughed

“My, o to waste”

“Trust me, it’s never wasted, sweetheart”

“Hmm, tell you what If you buy me a drink I may let you keep it”

“That’s not how I do business It’s only fair that if I do so for ether

“Narinned and her face visibly relaxed

“Harley”

“I’m Mack”