Jack stepped back just enough to let the warm air from inside drift out into the sunlit porch. Whitney tilted her head, peering past him. “Did I… catch you at…
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"Molly," he said, his voice low and husky. Over taken by urge. "You're in a bit of a situation, aren't you?" Molly nodded, her body still shaking with pleasure. "I…
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