Nathaniel's Captive; Vicious Love
The girl jumped back, gasping loudly.
Advika smiled. “It's me, Zoya. Don't be afraid,” she cooed softly, stepping inside the closing the door behind herself.
“Yeah, you scared me!” Zoya mumbled, scanning down Advika. Lust clouded her mind as she stared at Advika's round breasts, thin waist, and lastly, her womanhood.
She was a beautiful woman. Like a goddess. “I missed you,” she said, walking closer and pressing her breasts.
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