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MY SUGAR DADDY(2)

作者: Manie D
last update 公開日: 2026-10-16 07:00:39

Sandra POV

I lasted until the next night.

Mom had gone upstairs at nine with a glass of wine and her tablet, the migraine from the previous day still lingering like a dull weight behind her eyes. The house settled into that particular quiet it only reached when she was in her room with the door closed—the kind of silence that made every floorboard and distant pipe sound louder than it should. After waiting 20 minutes, and then another 10, I stood in my bedroom with my heart pounding in my th
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