Chapter 37 The beast is yours

Laura.

Michael smirks, taking me in.

"What's the key for, huh?" I ask him, our faces a hairsbreadth away from each other.

His hand lands on the blade of my right hip, thumb gently rolling back and forth.

His semen drips down my thighs, cool against my skin.

"Why don't we go find out, Malishka?"...

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