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peach
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Locking up the front door, he made his way to the bedroom. When he walked in, he found her standing there in nothing but his white dress shirt she had swiped earlier in the night, completely unbuttoned. "Nice look for you," he growled as he reached for her.
"Mmmm," Donna said with a grin. "Want to do something about it?" she teased.
Harvey ran his fingers from her lips, down over her throat, between her breasts, over her stomach and down, down, down. He looked at her boldly, shook his head and said, "Wanna eat a peach."
Donna gasped out a "Harvey," eyes suddenly becoming heavy.
Harvey brushed his lips teasingly over hers and said, "I've been thinking about you all day."
Almost whimpering in response, Donna said, "Come to bed, Harvey."
He didn't need to be told twice. He was hungry, after all.
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