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A thong. God bless the thong. He hooked his fingers in the silk sides and tugged, rolling the silk down her legs until it hit the floor, his favorite place for panties.

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Jill Shalvis
Age: 54
Author
Novelist
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the United States of America
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Thongs
Fingers
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Silk
Rolling
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