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Chapter 32 by Funatic Funatic

How does Tracer answer?

Yes.

Those eyes had captivated her, the sultry voice of Mercy, her still naked form before her. How could she say no? "That sounds great, love." Tracer said. A tenseness Tracer didn't even see vanished from Mercy's face and she smiled. Oh that angelic smile. "In that case i got to show you something, but promise me to never tell anybody else."

This made Tracer curious. "I promise." she said and watched Mercy, her arse to be exact, as she went over to the nightstand. She opened the lowest drawer and inside was…

What is inside the drawer?

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