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Vlad pulled out his hand and began to unbutton his belt trembling with lust that hit his head, but Max did not let him do it.
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Vlad moaned softly as he stroked the man’s strong shoulders through his shirt, he studied the curves of his shoulder blades, barely digging his nails into the soft fabric.

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