Crossing Lines

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Chapter 72

Noah

I couldn’t, for the life of me, figure out what had possessed me to agree to this outfit. A ridiculous leather… what did he even call it? A g-string? Cock pouch? Whatever the hell it was, it should’ve come with a warning label that said, *“Guaranteed to humiliate the wearer; may also cut o...

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