The Tyrant's captive bride
“These tits… God, Harper, I’ve jerked off thinking about them so many times. And soon? Can’t wait for you to carry my kid. Swell up, produce milk…fuck, I’ll suck that too, drink every drop while you beg for more.”
Her eyes go wide, hazy but shocked, the drug still fogging her brain because she just blinks at me, mouth opening and closing like a fish. “What? Breast milk? You’re insane, Elias. I’m not..oh God…” She trails off as I slide a hand down, fingers dipping into her pussy, two at once, curling deep, and she clenches around them, so tight it makes me groan.
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