The Bodyguard
Part two: Punishment and pleasure
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6 min readSep 21, 2019
His fingers dragged over the saturated satin of her thong like live electric wires shooting excitement into her body. He kept the soft material between their skin, as he massaged her lips and clit with his finger; if he touched her she’d melt.
“Better than I imagined,” he groaned.
