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Chapter 18 : Complications
*Oliver* When Harper disappeared into the bathroom, I thought my torture was over. Then, she reappeared and began lotioning herself. My erection throbbed, uncomfortably bound in my silk boxers. I pushed them down my legs and sat on the edge of my bed where I could still see Harper putting on her show. I knew she was probably doing her little song and dance to tempt me, and tempt me she did! I wrapped my hand around my pulsing hard-on and stroked my heated, sensitive flesh. I moved my hand in time with the strokes Harper used to rub lotion on herself, fantasizing that it was her hand moving up and down my c*ck. Grinding my teeth together, I held back my groan, moving my hand higher to brush the swollen head of my d*ck as soft and light as a flicking tongue. With my other hand, I s
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