Stop being a gentleman

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Gwen There is a warm body wrapped around me, arms tightening around me, but somehow I feel comfort rather than fear.  Even in this state between sleep and awake, I know that the arms wrapped around me will never harm me and the body pressed against my back, will never be forced on me. The scent of sandalwood calms me because I know it is his and heaven help me but I want to get closer to it. I try to wiggle, hoping to loosen his tight hold on me enough to be able to turn around and breathe him in better. The animalistic rough groan behind me makes me stop just as his arms press me tighter against him, his hard c**k pressing against my ass and I am instantly soaked and needy. I start to move again this time not to turn, but to press closer to him. “Gwen, if you don’t stop rubbing yourself

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