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Kendell Marano Parker "Blande".

My name is long, huh?

- Come here, my naughty girl. - he says pulling me into his hot body, his huge hot hands practically cover me, and the chill I feel when this man touches me.

- I want to sleep. - I mean, trying not to waver.

- Do you want to? - he questions purposely while kissing my neck, delicately with his lips soft and warm.

Low blow.

- I do. - My voice changes, as soon as your hand tightens my waist more. Your mouth plays on my naked skin. I feel him dialling my neck. And fucking hot man.

Your mouth covered mine insanely, I was already crazy in my head.

Judge me later, I'll help.

His hot tongue in mine provoked a whirlwind of emotions in my body.

His skilful hands gave me pleasure without any effort.

I feel him tear his bra while kissing my neck.

- Liam, that was expensive. - I speak amid the chills of your brutality.

Your brutality is creepy.