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Chapter 6 – I Am His Driver 2

Auteur: Déesse
last update Date de publication: 2025-07-12 20:31:52

My name is Karim. Thirty years old. And tonight, I'm not just her driver. I’m the man she begs for.

She lies on the couch, half-undressed, her breath shallow.

– Karim... Karim, help me... I’m suffering.

– You haven’t seen anything yet. You’ll scream my name a billion times tonight.

She moans, writhing under my fingers as I massage her lower back, her thighs, her hips.

– But… I’m helping you. I’m giving you a massage. How can you say you’re suffering?

– Your fingers aren’t enough. I need… more.

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