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Chapter Eight - Desires

Delcan couldn't stop thinking about Chantelle. He wanted to see her again, but he knew that she had turned him down. He thought about the spark he had felt when they met, and he wondered if she had felt it too. He couldn't stop thinking about the way her eyes had lit up when they first spoke.

He went to the bathroom and turned on the shower. "Fuck." He said. Delcan groaned at the thought of Chantelle looking at his cock with her soft and beautiful eyes, hunger painted on her face. He would press those boobs and she would further press up her soft lithe body towards him and he would clutch her ass with his fist and then wrapping it in a ponytail and pushing her head down to his throbbing dick which she would tentatively take in her mouth and lick the tip.

"Fuck Chantelle," softly muttered by Declan as his hands started moving up and down his shaft even more furiously.

The thought of fucking her throat and her pussy was driving him crazy. He wanted to make her his. " Holyyyy shittt
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