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Thorn. Yes, I have touched her where my hands should never gone. It is undeniable that I am erratic when I find myself next to her. Consequently, I slowly burn for her while my hands stay planted on her generous, soft behind. Delilah is a woman who possesses corpulent thighs, a striking silhouette, characterized by a slender, and a small waist that warms his pants which he made her sit on. Not a lot of women in the pack have her body type, or structure. She is a living perfection. There is a slight hesitation from Delilah but she’s also aware that we cannot defy a mate’s bond. It is everything that we are. I squeeze her feminine properties and her eyes closes, biting her lips, sustaining her moan. Our lips meet in a tender, electric kiss, a fusion of longing and affection that we ha