#7194 - Diane stopped moving her hips a few minutes later, bending down to slowly kiss Elliot’s lips, “What happens in Vegas…” she whispered, jabbing him in the side when she got off him to grab her shirt and use the bathroom. They made their way up the embankment, quickly grabbed their clothes, and rushed to the car. Breakfast was pleasant with Aunt Tiffanie.
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