Daddies And Their Naughty Angel
DANIEL
“This place looks huge. Will there be a lot of people?” Angel’s voice wavered as she stared out the window at the high-rise building in Vegas.
“But I’ll be there, just keep your eyes on me,” I watched her profile, the way fear painted itself across her features.
She was trying so hard to be brave, my little Angel, but I could smell the terror on her.
It made me want to fuck her again. Right here in the car. I wanted to remind her that fear was just another kind of arousal when it came from the right source.
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