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Laura Hale

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THE BILLIONAIRE'S PLAY TOY

THE BILLIONAIRE'S PLAY TOY

 Mafia
5.0
"I don't know how long it's going to take you to realize this sweetheart, but you belong to us." Pulling my head back, he says, his fierce eyes meeting mine. "You're ours to fuck, ours to love, and ours to claim in any way we want, isn't that right Cindy?" "Mmm, yes Sir." "Well it seems to me like you need a reminder." He gives me a growl in my ear, and I turn to face him. "Now spread your legs and be a nice girl. What a desperate little mess my words have created of you, I want to taste." ____ It was just a matter of seconds before everything transformed. Three deadly males, equal parts agony and pleasure, at one time. Cindy Adams flies to New York in search of an unexpected but badly needed clue after her father vanishes. But things becomes much more complicated when she quickly becomes a witness to a murder. She reported a "gunshot to the head" to the attending cops, but an unusually short inquiry turned up no proof at all that any crime had been committed, much less one as messed up as the victim Cindy claimed. Not a trace of blood or prints. It seems to have never occurred. Nearly. She would have assumed she had experienced a hallucination if it weren't for the faint remembrance of his gloved hands caressing her body and the deep voice that lingered in her ear. When combined, it ought to have been the hardest element, yet it wasn't. Rather, it was the trio of dangerous men who concealed it and simultaneously developed feelings for her. ____ It was just a matter of seconds before everything transformed. Three deadly males, equal parts agony and pleasure, at one time. Cindy Adams flies to New York in search of an unexpected but badly needed clue after her father vanishes. But things becomes much more complicated when she quickly becomes a witness to a murder. She reported a "gunshot to the head" to the attending cops, but an unusually short inquiry turned up no proof at all that any crime had been committed, much less one as messed up as the victim Cindy claimed. Not a trace of blood or prints. It seems to have never occurred. Nearly. She would have assumed she had experienced a hallucination if it weren't for the faint remembrance of his gloved hands caressing her body and the deep voice that lingered in her ear. When combined, it ought to have been the hardest element, yet it wasn't. Rather, it was the trio of dangerous men who concealed it and simultaneously developed feelings for her. ____ It was just a matter of seconds before everything transformed. Three deadly males, equal parts agony and pleasure, at one time. Cindy Adams flies to New York in search of an unexpected but badly needed clue after her father vanishes. But things becomes much more complicated when she quickly becomes a witness to a murder. She reported a "gunshot to the head" to the attending cops, but an unusually short inquiry turned up no proof at all that any crime had been committed, much less one as messed up as the victim Cindy claimed. Not a trace of blood or prints. It seems to have never occurred. Nearly. She would have assumed she had experienced a hallucination if it weren't for the faint remembrance of his gloved hands caressing her body and the deep voice that lingered in her ear. When combined, it ought to have been the hardest element, yet it wasn't. Rather, it was the trio of dangerous men who concealed it and simultaneously developed feelings for her. ____ It was just a matter of seconds before everything transformed. Three deadly males, equal parts agony and pleasure, at one time. Cindy Adams flies to New York in search of an unexpected but badly needed clue after her father vanishes. But things becomes much more complicated when she quickly becomes a witness to a murder. She reported a "gunshot to the head" to the attending cops, but an unusually short inquiry turned up no proof at all that any crime had been committed, much less one as messed up as the victim Cindy claimed. Not a trace of blood or prints. It seems to have never occurred. Nearly. She would have assumed she had experienced a hallucination if it weren't for the faint remembrance of his gloved hands caressing her body and the deep voice that lingered in her ear. When combined, it ought to have been the hardest element, yet it wasn't. Rather, it was the trio of dangerous men who concealed it and simultaneously developed feelings for her. ____ It was just a matter of seconds before everything transformed. Three deadly males, equal parts agony and pleasure, at one time. Cindy Adams flies to New York in search of an unexpected but badly needed clue after her father vanishes. But things becomes much more complicated when she quickly becomes a witness to a murder. She reported a "gunshot to the head" to the attending cops, but an unusually short inquiry turned up no proof at all that any crime had been committed, much less one as messed up as the victim Cindy claimed.
ENSLAVED TO MY TEACHER

ENSLAVED TO MY TEACHER

 Billionaires
5.0
I feel his hardness grow underneath me and watch as his chest begins to rise and fall. His lips part open with heavy breaths. I gently start to unbutton his shirt while kissing him down on his neck in the most awkward and tease-inducing manner imaginable. The necklace with the cross resting on it, his purity eroding little by little as I walk my sins down his pure skin. "P-Please" I can feel his pulse staying on my lips as it vibrates deeply. With a leisurely hip grind, I raise my head and smile. Alorenzo released a smoldering sigh. Both his erection and my clit's pulse intensify. My crotch was just above him. Ceilia Rose, a nymphomaniacal sinner of eighteen, is transferred to Hartford Academy because to her easy access to regrettable words and her yearning for sexual pleasure. where the only topics that may be spoken in the hallways are schoolwork and religion. wherein a nymph perverts her Dean's Son's purity.