His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has — Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has — Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has — Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has — Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has — Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has — Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has — Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has — Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has — Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has — Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has — Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has — Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has — Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has — Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has — Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has — Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has — Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has — Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has — Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has — Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has — Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has — Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has — Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has — Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has — Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has — Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has — Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has — Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has — Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has — Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
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His rough-pad fingers travel down my throat, across my collarbone, down the swell of my chest, a simple caress which has me quaking inside. My flesh aches for him, burns for his touch.

— Magda Alexander, Storm Damages
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