Sir’s Naughty Girl
Bobi teased, his pace quickening, his breathing becoming a series of heavy, rhythmic growls.
"It is! It’s too much... and I want it! I want all of it!"
"She’s a liar, Nathan," Bobi laughed, his voice thick with lust. "She’s a dirty little liar."
"She is," Nathan agreed, his eyes roaming over the scene. "She’s our dirty little liar. Harder, Bobi. Show her she’s nothing but a fuck toy."
Bobi roared, his movements becoming relentless.
He was handling her like she was made of rubber, shifting her position, slamming her back against the sofa with a force that made the furniture creak.
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