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Hunter

I feel his hands tickle my back, “Raise your skirt,” he whispers into my ear.


Slowly my shaky hands move away from the table, grazing my thighs as I push my skirt just where my ass is covered, “Higher.” He growls, with still shaky hands I raise my skirt up and over my ass, “Higher,” He pants this time, sliding my skirt further up until it rests at my waist, “good girl.” He breathes into my hair.

Hunter is sexy-as-sin, I know I’m playing with fire, but for him I’d burn 🔥




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