pinch of naughtiness

Fading into darkness, my weary hands lightly caressed the taut flesh of Diana’s overfull belly, and with a pinch of naughtiness, I cupped and fondled her heavy, heavy breasts. Love consumed me and I kissed her neck and whispered my devotions. She purred softly and rubbed the roundness of her bottom against my admiring cock.

Lord Malinov, Erotic Romances

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Lord Malinov, literary author, bon vivant, rogue romantic poet
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