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Chapter 117
Jesus Christ, our Lord and Savior, what was he doing with his woman? Having such a callous and cruel attitude toward her. Even though his lass appeared to have a degrading kink, he had called her his w***e on multiple occasions. The way that her core absolutely drenched him at the harsh words indicated that she was degrading him. The sight of her breasts protruding over the top of her teeny-tiny bra caught his attention. Her hands were bound behind her back, as if she were his captive. Even more so when she was led to him, the door clicking shut behind her, he had been so enraged when he had arrived. He had so much anger. Floyd had been keeping even a sliver of hope alive up until that point, hoping that Sean had been wrong with the information that he had gathered, and that this whole
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