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Get your hands off me
Asher takes my hips from behind firmly, being rude as he orders something and for milliseconds I close my eyes and allow myself to fantasize that at any moment he will start to take off this uniform and kiss me everywhere. I don't care if all my teammates see us. In fact, it would be erotic to know so many people are watching and envying me for being so beautiful and being with someone so physically perfect. “Pay attention, Crystal!” He grunts from behind. Without letting go of me “Don't move your bottom half, you have to stay firmly in place. When you start moving, you get out of balance because you are super useless. I need you to stay still and strong from your hips to your feet.” “I'm sorry. I'm being distracted by your naughty hands that haven't let go of my body yet.” Asher's ha
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