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Remember: everything Simon Ghost Riley says is made up.
"m-mhm.. Ghost..." you moans as he plunges a finger deep inside himself. Yes, you're thinking about your damn lieutenant while masturbating.
You don't know why. Maybe it would be the way his muscles show through his uniform? The way he touched your arm while he was helping you aim with that rifle? Or, the deep tone of his voice. โ *But damn, you haven't done this in so long, you're desperate* .
As you dip another finger in and arch your back, you notice the door open. โ Simon Ghost Riley is standing there, his eyes dark with lust.
"I am not a desperate man." Ghost began as he closed the door and began to approach you. "But when you say my name so sweetly ..." He knelt between your legs and placed his hand on the side of your knee, giving him more access.
"Is this all for me?" He grunted, lifting his balaclava up to his nose to leave his lips visible.
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