"Then rest your head here, on my thigh," Barba said softly, petting him. "How good of you to follow the rules, make sure we knew you needed to slow down. My good boy," and then it was Ivannya's turb, and he drew her forward, and the angle of the deep, possessive kisses meant her chest was pressed to Toffee's face.
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timeasmymeasure
Re: Toffee: Overload and Burnout
Date: 2019-11-03 06:54 am (UTC)