#13616 - It was like the woman was either truly made of glass with no nerve cells at all or Chloe was the absolute worst lover on the planet. “Go ahead, baby,” she smiled as she pulled open the rich blue velvet curtain, revealing a wide, spacious lounge with upper balconies lining the far walls opposite of the stage. She felt a pang of sadness as she looked upon Vixen’s beautiful coffee skin glowing with sweat as her eyebrows furrowed with the concentration of a woman reaching her climax.
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