Chapter 35 Shoplifter fucked hard 2

Jennifer

Derrick paused, his finger hovering over the buttons on the phone. He looked at Marcus, then back at me. A slow, dark smirk spread across his face.

“Anything?” Derrick asked.

“Yes,” I whispered, my voice thick with desperation. I leaned forward on the table, my breasts swaying. I look...

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