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Chapter Forty-Three
I felt Marcus’ flaccid c**k slip from my body, but I didn’t move as I tried to catch my breath. That was better than any fantasy I had ever had about him in this office. I could hear him making his way into the small bathroom in his office and then the facet turning on. Tilting my head to the side, resting my cheek on the cool surface of his desk. The water turned off and my breathing evened out. “Amelia?” Marcus asked as he stepped behind me, his fingers softly moving along my skin. “Hmm,” I asked as he ran the cool, damp towel up my thighs making me shiver as he cleaned off our combined secretions. “Are you okay?” He asked softly as he sat the towel down on the floor and slowly brought my panties back up my legs. “More than okay.” I answered as he adjusted my skirt and helped
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