Romans & histoires Perfect Pretty Pretty Please

Taking a deep breath, she climbed up the porch steps and knocked. For a very long moment, nothing, then, the door slowly opened by just an inch. One green eye, narrow and unreadable, peered through the slit. Then a slow, mocking grin. "Well, well," the voice drawled. "Look who finally crawled back to me." The door creaked open enough to reveal a tall woman in her late fifties. Evelyn Maddox was a beauty that had bloomed into something cold and harsh, like an ice-encrusted diamond left out in the snow.

The curtains were closed after that, and the comments that popped up were all exclaiming in delight. "No wonder Austin's such a popular villain! Did you see how handsome he was in the morning light? Oh my god, I can't breathe properly." "I think I know why that transmigrator left in the end. Do you know how torturous it must have been for her in the past five years? "She had such a handsome man by her side, and yet, she wasn't allowed to touch him. I'd have given up a long time ago if I were her!" "Does anyone have the emoji sticker with the crotch on fire? Send it to me, please. I need it right now."

Do you want to go get something to eat? "No, I don't want to bother you." "No, it's bothering you. You paid for the ice cream, now it's my turn, let's go." Axel got up from the bench. "Okay, fine." She got up too. Alicia walked beside him as he finished the ice cream. They arrived at a restaurant, and when they entered, it was a beautiful place. Its windows had stained-glass windows with beautiful flowers, which let in a lot of light. "Woah! It's beautiful, isn't it?"

she screamed, “Please make me come” He could feel the same. His testicles were heavy, ready to spill his seed. Ian had never hated latex-like he did at that moment. His member grew harder, like a steel bar. The time had come. “C'mon, Diana!” he ordered again, taking one of the beautiful peaks of her breasts into her mouth. And with those words, a second orgasm shot through her like a bolt of lightning. She was hoarse from so many screams of passion. Everything faded around her, as she felt Ian cum inside her with a grunt, which added to her screams echoing in the room.

Like, life or death serious. When we reach the front I smile at the receptionist and she smiles back, waiting for our names. "Lyra Mae Miracle, Elena Cobalt, Jackson Carter, and Maxwell Imlay." She smiles once more and hands us our schedules. Immediately, Elena grabs everyone's and her face brightens. "We all have English together!" she exclaims. "All of us?" I ask, surprised. That doesn't ever happen. Like, ever. This is rigged. Something is pulling at the strings.

Basil The music blares loudly in the club, the club that I own. Sweet Ecstasy. I'm sitting in a booth on the second floor, observing the moving bodies below. My eyes immediately settle upon a pair of women, only one of them ignites something in me. She's wearing a skin tight black dress that is a little too short. Long wavy dark red hair falls down her back reaching the top of her ass and what an ass she has. A full figured body, with tits that looks more than a handful, and a luscious ass that shook with each step, my favorite. I prefer women with curves, it gives me something to hold onto while I fuck them. Her friend isn't bad looking but she's not my type, too thin. I wave Andre over, my

and began bobbing her head to the beat and singing along to the song. “Yeah it's pretty clear, I ain't no size two But I can shake it, shake it like I'm supposed to do 'Cause I got that boom boom that all the boys chase All the right junk in all the right places I see the magazines working that Photoshop We know that shit ain't real Come on now, make it stop! If you got beauty beauty just raise 'em up 'Cause every inch of you is perfect From the bottom to the top Yeah, my momma, she told me don't worry about your size

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“Did I just hear you moan my name, Simone?” I look at him, eyes heavy-lidded with desire. I’d just come undone thinking about him, of course I’d say his name. “Yes, Daddy…” I murmur, biting down hard on my lower lip as I let my knees fall apart, unashamed of the glistening moisture slicking my thighs. “Or should I say Father King? Or Professor King?” I let out a low breath, tracking the dark, dangerous shift in his eyes. “I prefer Daddy though, but I’ll call you whatever gets your hands on me.” ~~~~ Simone Grayson slept with a stranger one reckless night and discovered too late that he was someone off-limits. He turned out to be her professor and was supposedly owned by God.

He decided he would simply buy me a small gift and coax me a little. Soon, Blake drove to the most luxurious jewelry store downtown, planning to choose a necklace for me. "Mr. Henderson, what can I help you with?" A young, beautiful sales assistant came forward with a sweet smile. "I want a pink necklace. She likes pink," Blake said lightly. In his mind, he thought of me in a pink dress, fluttering around him like a butterfly. The thought only made him more irritated. "Of course. Mrs. Henderson is truly a lucky woman," the sales assistant said, skillfully taking out a pink diamond necklace. "This is our store's most treasured piece—the Pink Heart. Only one exists in the world. It's perfect f