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CRAVING MY ADOPTED FATHERS COCK

Auteur: M&Cee
last update Date de publication: 2026-05-05 20:41:22

I moaned as Marcus thrust deep inside me, his thick cock stretching me open in one deep powerful thrust. I was on my back in his big bed, with my legs wrapped tightly around his waist as he fucked me with long, and steady thrusts. His body was heavy and warm on top of mine, his muscles flexing under my hands as I gripped his shoulders. Those strong hands held my hips, pulling me onto him with every thrust, making sure I took every single inch of him.

“Ahh..” I moaned, my head falling backward a
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    "I didn't wash my hands," I murmured, stepping into her space until our chests almost touched. The heat coming off her naked skin was incredible. "I smelled you all day."She let out a soft, needy whimper and reached out. Her small hands grabbed my waist, her fingers digging deep into my flesh, pulling me hard against her. The feeling of my hard shaft pressing flat against her soft, smooth belly made me groan out loud. She was already slick. I could feel the wetness from her center smearing against the base of my stomach."No more practice," she choked out, her lips brushing my chin as she tilted her head back. "The book said to surrender. Take everything, Julian. Break me."I grabbed her under her thighs. They were soft, hot, and trembling violently. I lifted her up, and she wrapped her legs tight around my waist, locking me between her hips. I carried her the two steps to the oak table and slammed her back onto it. The heavy wood groaned under our weight.“Ah… Julian… yes…”She thra

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    The dawn bells rang like iron hammers hitting my skull. The heavy, metallic vibration woke me from a dream full of Beatrice’s wet heat and high, broken moans. I sat up in my freezing stone cell, my skin still sensitive and almost bruised from where her fingers had clawed into my shoulders in the dark. I dragged my body out of bed. I pulled the scratchy, gray woolen robe over my head. It felt rougher than usual against my skin today. My body remembered the feeling of being bare. It remembered her. By the time the sun crawled over the stone walls of the Citadel, I was standing in the grand courtyard. Hundreds of us stood in perfectly straight lines, like rows of gravestones. As a scribe, my place was near the center, surrounded by men with the same ink-stained fingers and hollow eyes. The morning wind blew hard, biting into my face, but I barely felt the cold. My mind was trapped in the deep basement. I kept seeing the way her thighs looked in the candlelight—glistening, soft, and dri

  • TABOO:BATION — 50 SHADES OF FORBIDDEN SHORTS   SEX LESSONS IN THE ALTER OF HESSEY

    The freezing chill of the basement archive completely disappeared as I stepped into her space. The shared danger made the air between us feel hot, thick, and electric. Slowly, deliberately, I reached out and placed my bare hand directly over hers on top of the ancient book.I felt her take a sudden, sharp breath. Her skin was electric under my palm, but she didn't pull away."Look at the script, Beatrice," I murmured, staring straight into her dark eyes. "This isn't a prayer for the soul. It's an invitation for the flesh.""Show me," she choked out, her fingers digging into the muscles of my arms. "Please. Teach me."I reached for the collar of my tunic and pulled it, tearing the cheap fabric at the seams. I pulled the scratchy wool over my head and dropped it into the dark. Beatrice reached down, sliding her own gray dress off her shoulders, letting it fall until she stood entirely bare before me in the flickering candlelight.She was beautiful, soft, and trembling. My eyes traveled

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