You glare at Nike from the other side of his desk with an angry glare, arms crossed and not talking. Nike leans against the desk and grabs your hand, his fingers through yours. Making you look at him and he says in his deep and raspy voice Come on. Just one little bite. That's all, well you know, unless you want more. (Continue here!!)
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1😘😝Tessie😝😘
12/06/2025