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“Cravings for what?” Emily avoided his dark gaze. “Just cravings!” “Cravings for what? What kind of cravings, stray? Are you hiding something?” Emily shook her head immediately. “None… I want to eat sour food.” She smiled, convincing him. “You’re helpless….” Drake rubbed his face and shook his head. ‘Your heir craves for it, asshole.’ Emily thought and wanted to shout it out loud at him. “I know,” Emily mumbled. “Your heir craved and wanted a sour mango, though,” she whispered, enough for him not to hear it.

It was a future filled with hope and the promise of a family united. But then sudden wave of craving washed over Francine, leaving her in a state of desperation. She clutched her stomach, her brows furrowed, and tears welled up in her eyes. The strange and disgusting craving consumed her, rendering her helpless. "Azure," Francine whimpered, her voice tinged with desperation. "I... I need... I need pickles dipped in hot fudge sauce. Please, Azure, I can't bear this craving any longer. I'm begging you."

"My aunt wants to eat chocolate cupcakes. Please ask Leticia to make some for her...and for me" Crystal was too clever...instead of going herself to Leticia she ordered the twin witches with such authority that they showed curtsy to her and walked away. "What does it means when you crave for something?" Crystal's small hands caressed the belly of Pidge. "It means the babe wants to eat this," answered Pidge. "Oh, then...my cousin is fond of chocolate cupcakes. Just like me?" she spoke with such enthusiasm. And Pidge gave a smiling nod. "Then my cousin must be craving for some ice cream, too."

It's important to be always updated. "Number twenty-eight?" the lady in the counter asked so I stood up and go there with my number. "Here's your order, Atty. Zarmeda." They handed me the food trey with hot champorado with ground peanut on the top, crackers flakes on the side, and a cup of hot Cappuchino Coffee. "Thank you," I replied and turned around to go back to my table.

Breathless. And already craving more.

"You're never going to let me live this down, are you? It's only been a few weeks since I met Dr. Kim, thanks to your checkups, and I already feel like I've been put through a crash course in embarrassment." Roslyn grinned mischievously. "Well, someone has to keep you on your toes. And I have to admit, I'm intrigued by your sudden fascination with my obstetrician. What is it about Dr. Kim that's got you hooked?" Chris sighed, his eyes locked on the road, his voice filled with genuine admiration. "She's intelligent, compassionate, and genuinely cares about her patients. Plus, she's beautiful inside and out. What's not to like?"

Her pussy clenched on nothing, leaking more wetness down her thighs. Professor Kane pulled out of her mouth with a wet pop. He stroked himself fast, aiming at her open lips. “I’m close.” Sara kept her mouth open and tongue out, looking up at him. A few more strokes and he came with a deep groan. Thick ropes of cum landed on her tongue and across her lips. Some dripped down to her chin. The taste was bitter and salty, but she swallowed what landed in her mouth, then licked her lips clean.

The food could not settle down as she felt so upset about her behaviour. And now after seeing the physician, she was told all over again that it was difficult for her to conceive. This was due to the poison which was put in her meals by a servant who desired to be the madam of the manor. This has been going on for such a long time and, also it was because of the strain from Cheng Min's birth which added to all these complications. Even when she was still in the womb, the child was troublesome. She almost sent her mother to death's doors more than twice. And during birth, Xiao Shi had been in labour for two days. And that had somehow given birth to her difficulty to conceive now. She had aske

There was no anger, no coldness, no jealousy. Just… concern. I let out a shaky breath, feeling my chest ache. “I… I’m having a craving,” I admitted, my voice barely above a whisper. His eyebrows furrowed, his head tilting slightly. “A craving?” I nodded, feeling my cheeks heat up. “Yeah. It’s… it’s really strong. I couldn’t sleep because of it.” Blaze’s lips twitched, a small smile forming. “And that’s why you came here?”