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Come To Me...

Author: Cee Cee
last update publish date: 2026-07-19 03:15:56

I had to wait two days... Two full fucking days before I could set my plan in motion...When the day came and I finally pulled the black silk gown over my hips, it fit like a second skin. The slit on the left side rode dangerously high, showing off a serious amount of leg with every step I took.

"Oh fuck yes..." I stood in front of the full-length mirror and stared at my reflection.

Damn.

In my past life, I would have never worn this. I would have worn some pastel, princess-cut gown that Daniel
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