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Warrior Dragon Slayer
Hello! I’m Yessica Reedy. I was born and raised as a native to Los Angeles, now living in Bakersfield, California. I’m the author of the Crushing the Chrysalis Blog as well as Warrior Dragon Slayer, the book. Here you’ll find inspiration to keep going. You’ll find stories to help you escape. You’ll see what it’s like to live beyond existing. It’s a choice we’re not always taught about.
The hunger for both women was unmistakably obvious in Roger’s slow and steady gaze. He boldly walked up to them and held each of their hands, walking backward wordlessly to the bedroom.
She started with Becca’s breasts, rubbing the outside of her dress, smiling when her nipples hardened. Her other hand was on her leg, slowly moving beneath Becca’s dress, up her thighs, smacking her panties abruptly. Tracy then rubbed the outside of Becca’s panties while looking her in the eyes. She was waiting for an answer, and it came when Becca moved slightly toward her hand.
He didn’t need her to beg, but he was pretty sure she was close to doing so. He whispered in her ear, “gladly.” Rick lifted her chin with his hand to get a proper kiss. It was deep and held all of the promise of what that night would hold for them.