Page 89 of Animal's Reformation
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Damn, he hated to see her leave. “I’ll walk you.”
“I’m good.”
“There’s no way I’m letting you walk alone at night to your house.”
Olivia pushed up from the couch and he stood up and walked her to the door. After locking it, they strolled over to her house and kissed passionately on her porch, then she unlocked her door and waved goodbye.
Animal hurried back to his house. His dick was still hard and aching for release. He flopped down on the couch and switched on the television to the local cable channel that ran replays of town meetings—that should do the trick.
Now all he had to do was forget about her hot breath on his lips and the sound of her moans as he teased her tits.
Yeah … right.
