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Hi, beautiful. God, you taste good.β
I glow with pleasure at his compliment. βItβs the cocktail. Between the Sheets, itβs
called.β
He raises one eyebrow. βOh, really? And is it good, Between the Sheets?β His hand
slides down to my bum, squeezing gently.
I grin at his double entendre. βI have no complaints.
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