Born to be His Queen
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He trailed kisses down my neck, his hands caressing my breasts, eliciting soft moans from me.
I arched my back, pressing my body against his, wanting to feel every inch of him against me.
He moved d...
I arched my back, pressing my body against his, wanting to feel every inch of him against me.
He moved d...