Quote by Tessa Bailey
““I swear to Christ, baby, you were made for me. You feel that?” He pulled out of her, then slammed home once more. “ Mine. My Lucy. Let me hear you say it.””
““I swear to Christ, baby, you were made for me. You feel that?” He pulled out of her, then slammed home once more. “ Mine. My Lucy. Let me hear you say it.””