Novel & Cerita C O T T O N Unscramble

But Nysaa was ready to face Mace Sinclair and the world he represented head-on. As evening approached, Nysaa settled for a cold shower, the water cascading over her as she tried to wash away the stress of the day. The cool droplets provided a temporary escape from the turmoil that had enveloped her life. She took her time under the shower, letting the water soothe her, but a sense of urgency lingered in her thoughts. After the refreshing shower, she decided to change into a different graphic tee for the evening, opting for comfort over formality. The new shirt felt soothing against her skin as she contemplated her next move.

The code was clear: H-U-L-L--S-P-L-I-T-T-I-N-G. C-O-L-E--D-O-W-N. L-E-O--N-O-T--B-R-E-A-T-H-I-N-G. T-H-E--I-R-O-N--K-I-N-G--I-S--A-T--T-H-E--D-O-O-R.

She asked for the other side. "Depends, are you with your brothers?" "No," She replied. "Is Torento after you again?" "Trust me Alex, if Torento was after me, I wouldn't be here." He thought over that and nodded his head. Then pulling the lock, he opened the door. She was dressed simply, a blue sweater, shorts and high boots, her hair was packed up in a messy bun, the wind blew over making wisps of her hair cascade over her face.

He unbuckled his belt and dragged down his pants. My eyes widened when I saw his huge cock sprung up. I don’t think I could withstand him fucking me tonight. He was going to rip me apart if he rammed his cock into me! “Lorenzo, please let–“ “Shut up!” He warned. “Don’t ruin the mood.”

"The co-" "Don't you have a shirt?"

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