And she was too tired of his shit to give him another chance, but here she was.
“Yeah, but I didn’t hear any complaints when I used my tongue to trace your tan lines.”
Her lady parts involuntarily clenched.
She shot Michael a withering glare. He refused to wither.
He slowly unbuckled her very sexy shoe and took it off, his eyes never leaving her face.
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