Dilf Novels & Stories

What kind of influence could he have in this school. "What can I say" Dili playfully shrugged and then smirked "I'm just that amazing" "Egocentric much?" I teased. He winked "You know me too well" A smile automatically adorned my face. "Eww, cringe. I think I'm going to throw up. Stop flirting you two" Favour said faking a gag. I blushed beet red "No we are not" "Yh sure" Said a smirking Chimdi. Chimdi was tall and fair and he had those rare adorable dimples, although his couldn't match Dili's own. 'Just saying, don't read too much into it'

Lorenzo tried containing his hormones as his member stirred to life. Dio! He thought, his mind clouding with dirty thoughts. Bonnie's grey pupils came into view when she opened her eyes. Her cheeks turned a deep red colour when she realized she had shared a bed with a man. A man! And not just any man. Don of the Italian Mafia. "Morning, beautiful." He said with his sexy morning voice. "Morning." Bonnie said. She sighed as her hand laid on Lorenzo's face. Is it a good time to kiss him?

I said and reached over and snatched it off her plate. Her mouth dropped open. “You did not just do that!” I chomped down on the dumpling and smiled. “I did. What’s mine is yours, and what’s yours is mine. I’m pretty sure we said that. Elvis is my witness.” “I do not think Elvis meant dumplings. Those are sacred.” I burst into laughter. “I doubt that. Have more rice.” She raised an eyebrow. “Have more rice?” she asked, her tone saccharin sweet.

He scowled. "Why? He asked. It will be interesting to watch people wonder why I know so many people whose names are numbers," I replied. "Two is barely many people," he scoffed. "See, that's why my Dad is One, Noah is Two, Violet Is Three, Summer is Four, Wes is Seven. Cash is Eight, and Eli is Nine," I explained. For the second time, his face palmed himself in my honor. "Just get in the car, blossom, " he sighed as he opened the door for me, making me laugh. "You just won't admit that my thinking is awesome," I said as we made our way to school. He rolled his eyes."There are many things in the world that are awesome. Your thinking is not one of them. If anything, it's lame." I gasped. Take

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Slowly one by one I finish off the remaining four men, making sure the room witnessed the hell f'm capable of and will treat my enemies and those who cross me with. “PLEASE SHOW RESPECT FOR THE HEIR OF THE DE LEONE CRIME FAMILY AND NEW ACTING HEAD OF THE EAT ITAILAN/AMERICAN DE LEONE MAIFA" Vic pauses his speech and comes to my side, taking my hand in his he kisses the back on my now bloody knuckles "DIABLA"

he said and hung up. I surveyed the area for an hour. It was dark and quiet. Movement on the far corner caught my eye and then I spotted the other two moving closer from the other side. I sighed when I saw Joseph Mendez through the scope. It was a pity, he had real talent. Next to him was Conrad Dillinger, his friend and partner.

Dolf emits a short bark of laughter, causing Alexander to step back, startled by the sudden shift in tone. "Yeah, I think I know what's special about her," Dolf chuckles, wiping his gloved hand over his cheek. "You just need to get laid, man." Alexander tilts his head, looking away to suppress a grin that threatens to break through. Dolf is relentless in his attempts to prod Alexander into finding someone, often rambling about how he can only truly relax when he's with Malia. Alexander shakes his head, careful not to meet Dolf's eye, knowing that if he does, Dolf will launch into one of his familiar speeches about the value of companionship.

The same girl whose mom was sitting right next to Dad? I rubbed the back of my neck, trying to buy time. My mind raced with dirty memories — Aria moaning, her pussy clenching around my fingers, her calling me a jerk while she was dripping for me. Fuck, even now the thought made my cock twitch again. Cole shifted uncomfortably. “It’s… complicated, Dad. We can’t just bring them right now.” Dad raised an eyebrow. “Complicated how? If they’re your true mates, there should be no problem showing them. Unless there’s something you’re not telling me.”

Typed a new message for Daniel Blackwood. "Mr. Daniel, I need to report a serious incident. Mrs. Helen apparently took photos of injuries on Mrs. Alina's face without permission. These photos will likely be sent to outside parties to harm you and the family. I've confiscated her phone. The photo evidence is still stored on the phone awaiting your instructions for further action."