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Motivation



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“Tell me, what is the charm used for dissolving natural fibers?”

Theodore stood and moved closer until he was lined up with the table. His fingers gliding over the skin of her calves and thighs as he reached up and snaked his fingers around the crisp white fabric. In one sharp movement the fabric was ripped and his mouth was hovering above her snatch, “Force.”



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