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Scott — Badge number J638493 (1)
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2025-06-25 14:49:44The adrenaline was fading fast and I was exhausted. Thoughts of how very wrong this afternoon could have gone flooded my head. Lucky for me, however, I wasn't left alone with my thoughts for too long after being escorted to a precinct along with everyone else caught in the raid.
"Care to explain what you were doing in an underground casino, hanging around known members of the mafia, with over 800 million dollars' worth of stolen art in it?" the fed asked."Look, agent whoever you are, no I don't have mafia ties. I'm not your big whale. I did not engage in any illegal activities. I'm a wedding photographer, that's how basic I am. Also, you're welcome. If it weren't for me tipping my dad off, your bust would have been a bust. How long have you people been planning this raid? Based on how long you dragged your feet before you actually showed up, they still somehow almost one upped you, didn't they? Badge number J638493. If you want me to say another word, that's who I
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I had never heard Tony and Tessa ooh and aah so much about Scott as I told them detailed stories about the photos I brought for them to see. Even Marlene, who naturally liked Scott because she liked everyone, seemed to gain a new appreciation for the romantic that he was. He really was a sweetheart when he wanted to be. I felt so loved all over again, listening to them gush about my wonderful boyfriend. Over an hour passed this way. "Where is this one?" Marlene asked, showing me a photo of a hot air balloon ride we took in the Netherlands. "Cut the crap. Where's the good stuff? The real shit?" Tony asked, slamming her hand down onto the table. "Excuse me?" I asked, perplexed. "What do you mean? This is incredibly romantic." "She means the rumours of all the places he fucked you in were all over campus for six months, but you haven't told a single story of him sticking it to you in Europe," said Tessa with a shrug. "In fucking gorgeou
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"Well you can't work for National Geographic or see the rest of the world without some experience," I said, my hands traveling along the contours of his abs. He grabbed my hand, bringing it up and holding it against his chest. "Maybe I have bigger dreams now," he said, nudging my nose with his. "What are you talking about? What could be bigger than National Geographic or being a struggling artist sailing the seven seas?" I said, quoting him back to himself from seven years ago. "You. Marrying you is the biggest dream I have, Stace," he said, and my eyes flew up to his. He looked at me with such sincerity I didn't know what to do with myself. I tried to go back to washing his body, to thinking about the show, but he stopped me by laying his lips on mine. My lips molded to his. I let go of the loofah and wrapped my arms around his neck, letting him claim my mouth. Claiming his in return. His arms went around my waist, pulling
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With an easy smile, I lowered my pussy onto his dick. His eyes were glued to my pussy sinking down on his dick as I planted my feet firmly on the bed, squatting on his dick. "Fuck yes," I sighed, content at having him inside me. "My pussy missed your dick so much."Last night was amazing as always, but I needed more. Playing by my rules instead of his for a change felt liberating."So much better," he sighed. "Stop fucking around and fuck me," he ordered, despite being in no position to give orders. You know I'll give you anything you want even now, don't you baby? As I started moving up and down his dick, his eyes remained glued to watching my pussy move on his dick. "You're drooling baby," I teased him with a smug smile. "The real thing is just so much better than a photo," he said with a groan. "Let me see you rub your pretty pussy for me, baby." One of my hands landed on his thigh as I leaned back, sli
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"Suck it," Scott hissed at me through gritted teeth, the desperation to come audible in his voice as I tossed the phone aside."You know what really gets to me? I'm not a jealous bitch like you. I share my toy with you. The least you could have done was let me watch," I said nonchalantly, speeding up again, pumping my fist furiously now. "Fucking hell. You said you were going to do what I wanted," he screamed, pinning me in place with a desperate glare, yanking at the cuffs in vain once more. "Now fucking suck my dick, whore." It took everything in me to stop stroking him and let go of his dick. I knew he would come if I didn't though. Lowering my head down to his dick, I let my lips kiss the tip. "Beg me to," I said, looking up at him with unabashed sadism. "Please baby," he said desperately. "Suck my dick." I took him into my mouth all at once, sucking hungrily, drooling as I worked to get as much dick into my mouth as I c
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"Stacy, that's so good baby," he said with a moan, his hand traveling down to his dick. I felt so naughty watching him as he started jacking himself off. It just wasn't within my power to stop looking once he started though. Watching his dick be stroked was a major turn on for me. "Still asleep baby?" I whispered, spotting a second envelope on the bed. I picked it up quietly, along with the few photos scattered about the bed. "I'm such a slut," I said with a gasp, blushing deeper with every photo I picked up. The images got progressively dirtier. I was buck naked in them all. In one, I was on my knees with my mouth wide open, filled with come. In another, I was on my back and had his come sprayed all over my breasts and belly. In the third one I picked up, I was on all fours and I had come dripping down my asscheeks and lower back. Finally there were the last two. These were close up images of my pussy and ass. In the first, come was
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Being a savant tortured me in therapy. The memories were so vivid, it was like it happened yesterday when I recanted it. Only it was worse for me than ordinary people. Most people's brains blocked traumatic shit out the moment it happened. Not mine though. I remembered fucking everything. The smell of gun powder and blood in the air. The sight of grown men drowning before my eyes. The unmistakable sound of death when a bullet left the chamber. The bloodlust I developed as a child despite my resistance. I didn't want to go around killing people, but I wouldn't hesitate if I needed to. Another constant reminder of Don Angelo. Then there was the power I felt as Don Angelo's daughter and heir. After therapy came the sickening feeling that that was ever me. The remorse and guilt. The shame, the anger at being forced and manipulated into that life. It was a small mercy that I didn't have to dance around anything, as the therapist was recommended by Luca. Who knew he wa
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