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A 42 years old Carl observed her wild-sex but he better enjoy his luck with his amateur than upset her and lose all he has to gain. He counts himself lucky to have the ass of 20years old girl to fuck, it has been like 15years when he last had a pretty young lady with rounded breast, flat-tummy and tight-pussy. It’s like he's been dis-virgined from bored-sex to another planet of ceaseless pleasure. Sophie continued to perform a mouth-oral which makes Carl to melt and freeze in pleasure, he imagined how it got to this and why a young-baby like Sophie will agree to suck an aged dick like his.

I ask. He looks at me. “Don’t your books tell you how big of an age gap between children they have their children?” he asks me curiously. I laugh “My books are a little different. The one book, the woman was pregnant almost every year because they loved one another…” heat rushes to my face again. “Jesus Grace, I don’t think that’s healthy. I think your insides need at least two years to heal… I read that somewhere.” He shakes his head. “Do I need to ban certain books from you again?” he asks.

I was still against it but there was nothing I could do if they would be fated in the near future. "Why not?" He grasped my hand and intertwined our hands. "If you are worried about their age gap, do remember our six years gap, seraphim." I rolled my eyes seeing how he grinned. He really liked to highlight that part that we were six years apart. "Let's see if you can say that once Harolyn and Saoirse find their mates that have a huge gap from their age." His smile turned into a frown. "Who says our daughters can even meet and be with their mates?"

He was ever ready to put every experience he had to practise just to make her fall in love with him. They returned back to their seats and silence drifted in, Sam looked into the sky and noticed that darkness had covered the horizon. Her heart began to beat as to what their first date would be. >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>> R books means Romance books meant for Adults from ages ≥18 It contains matured contents too.>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>

I also realized we were already in front of the lecture room. “I’m going to tell you this once so you better listen carefully,” he said as I nodded at him. “Eun-woo and Mizuki despised each other for almost four years they’ve known one another. If you plan to be Mizuki’s friend, you must give up trying your best to get along with Eun-woo because it will never happen.” What the hell? Why do they need to set conditions? “So, you need to choose, Isla. If you want to be the ideal stepsister to Eun-woo and get along with him, you will have to evade Mizuki. It's as simple as that. Make your choice.”

⚠️ MATURE CONTENT WARNING This is a high-spice dark romance intended strictly for readers aged 18 and older. This book contains explicit sexual content, heavy dirty talk, an intense age-gap dynamic, and dark BDSM themes involving absolute dominance and forced submission. If you are sensitive to themes of extreme control, dark fetishes, or ruthless possessiveness, please do not proceed. Read at your own discretion. Welcome to The Obsidian Room. Enter if you dare. ----------------------------------- Author's Note: Hi, everyone! I am a Brazilian author, so this story is being translated for you. If you find any minor translation mistakes, I apologize in advance! I hope you fall in love with Ale

She shushes me and then leans in again. “Apparently he has this folder with thousands of your bikini pictures,” she says. “What?” I say again, “he was . . . really? Ohmigod!” “Yeah,” she nods vigorously. “Such a pig! I mean you’re gorgeous honey, of course you are. But he’s like twenty years older than you!” I chuckle a little as I take this in. So Ryan was jacking off to my social media pics? Jacking off to pictures of your girlfriend’s daughter, and getting caught doing it—smooth move, Ryan!

For Kai and me, it was a trap. I was Maryann. I was twenty-two, a fresh college graduate, and I was doing my absolute best to pretend I wasn't in love with the one person I was forbidden to touch. Kai was my cousin. He was three years older than me, tall, with broad shoulders and dark, messy hair. He had sharp green eyes and a quiet way of looking at me that made my heart race and my skin feel too tight for my body.