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10: Sold

Auteur: Lost in love
last update Dernière mise à jour: 2022-02-23 15:48:12

 *Tom*

 So I had gone to the trouble of finding out where my little sugar snap lives and I went there, wanting to take her out, romance her, be nice to her ... and then take her home and well take her hard again and again. She has become an obsession for me and I need to have her.

 But getting there I heard them through an open window, they were talking ... weird talk ... about an auction ... about her getting sold and about mates and packs.

 I am a curious person, a man who thirst for knowledge, that is how I have managed to bring my fathers run down fur empire back on track and made an insane amount of money, so all this piqued my interest… Also I want to know everything about my little honey pie.

 To find out what is going on I put a bug on their car and have followed them here, where I watch my little sugar cake change into a wolf, but not just a wolf... a wolf with the most ama

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