She Ate Me Like It Was Her Last Meal.

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A Horny Game Of Truth or Dare (7) The night had settled completely by the time we finished eating. The air inside the lake house had cooled, but there was still a heat between us that hadn’t burned out since the shower. We didn’t talk much during dinner. It wasn’t awkward. It was quiet in the way that happens when two people already know exactly what they want from each other. There was no need for small talk. Crystal rinsed the dishes and left them in the sink without a word. I stayed close, drying my hands slowly on a towel, my eyes locked on her body as she moved through the kitchen. She wore nothing but one of my oversized t-shirts and a pair of black panties that barely covered her. Her bare legs were long and toned, and they kept drawing my gaze whether I wanted them to or not. Sh

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