Part 1 Lorne walked slowly down the corridor, idly fingering the firearm clipped to his tac vest. It was late, really late. Or maybe early, depending on which end of the day you were looking from. He had pulled a night patrol shift, no huge imposition considering he couldn’t sleep anyway. When he lay down it was all he could do to keep his hands
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So good to have new Porne, this was wonderful.
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