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Logan slipped his fingers under the elastic of the tiny bit of lace that covered up her pussy, and grunted his approval at the wetness which greeted him. Her fingernails dug into his skin, and Hannah jerked when he slipped one long finger into the tight clasp of her body.

“Hmm, what have we here, Mrs. Bryce. Is this all for me?” He pulled back slightly to see her expression. Head thrown back