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“When I rest my head against him again, he sighs. “What?” I ask, curious. “I am not convinced these human holidays are worth it.” He gestures at our small cave, still leaf-strewn from his earlier efforts. “Look at all the work I did, and not a single kiss on my cock from my mate.” — Ruby Dixon
When I rest my head against him again, he sighs.
“What?” I ask, curious.
“I am not convinced these human holidays are worth it.” He gestures at our small cave, still leaf-strewn from his earlier efforts. “Look at all the work I did, and not a single kiss on my cock from my mate.