You turn me on.” He cups my face, brushing my hair away from my eyes and a tear off my cheek.”“God, you turn me on. You’re driving me crazy. I want you to need my hands on you. Do you?

You turn me on.” He cups my face, brushing my hair away from my eyes and a tear off my cheek.”“God, you turn me on. You’re driving me crazy. I want you to need my hands on you. Do you?

– Penelope Douglas –

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