Donna Grant, Soul Scorched

I need you, lass,” he whispered. Darcy opened her eyes to find him over her. “How fast can you get out of those clothes?

I need you, lass,” he whispered. Darcy opened her eyes to find him over her. “How fast can you get out of those clothes?

I need you, lass,” he whispered. Darcy opened her eyes to find him over her. “How fast can you get out of those clothes?

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