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"No, you don't." He wheezed, shifting the wolf off him, getting the almost 300 pound weight off him. |
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"No, I was just taking a break. Now, back to where we were?" Gale asks, propping himself up onto his elbows. |
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"I mean, if you want to win then yes, that's required." She noted softly, barely a breath but more of a purr as she gazed in his eyes |
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"Huh, okay." He mused, crushing his lips back to hers. |
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Kayla worked her lips against his eagerly |
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Gale continued with lust, tugging at her top. |
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Kayla made him wait, drawing it out |
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Gale was patient, continuing. |
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Kayla softly whined into the kiss, yanking her shirt off once more and going for his |
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Warming, with Sleet and Heavy Icing
