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Rough hands(IV)
Natale POV I woke up after the most wonderful day in my life. I woke up in the arms of the man of my dreams. Jackson was perfect. He was a gentlemen that was a possessive alpha behind the closed doors. He was a perfect gentlemen on our little date, but when we returned to my apartment... He had f*****g more s****l energy then my f*****g whole erotica book collection. I always that these books were just imagination of women and men only wanted to stick his d**k into you, finish and leave... but oh god he showed me. He took so much pleasure in making me c*m that it was even scary some times. At one moment I was sure that I was about to die. Die a happy woman from too much s*x, but die never the less. It was like my body knew his and it knew what to do when we both were naked. Without
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