Chapter 114 Touch me, Daddy

Gavriel’s POV

Camille’s dainty hands covered my large ones, the one over her clothed breasts. I kneaded the soft mound impulsively, not wanting to let go yet, but thrilled because I knew where her hands would lead. I watched, hungrily, as she guided my hand over her stomach and then above the juncti...

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