Benazir Behesi had always lived her life according to the expectations of others-her family, her friends, and society as a whole. But deep within her heart, she yearned for something more, a life where she could break free from the shackles of confo...
WARNING: A bit of smut and gory description of violence. You have been warned.
Dreaming
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Dreaming.
What are you doing here?" I whispered asked him, still confused.
"Well, you told me this is your dream," Stefan said with a smirk on his face.
I let out a frustrated sigh. "Yeah, but it's my fucking dream!"
He leaned forward and kissed me, our tongues dancing together in a passionate embrace. The sounds of moaning and panting grew louder as we continued our heated makeout session.
Stefan's hands roamed over my body, exploring every inch of skin until he reached my wet folds. With one swift motion, he lifted my leg onto his shoulder and dove his tongue into me.
I gripped onto his hair tightly as I felt him expertly work his tongue in and out of my pussy. My inner walls trembled with each thrust, and when I came hard, I screamed out in pleasure.
Stefan's tongue must have hit something inside me because I couldn't help but moan like a bitch in heat. I didn't care who heard or saw us - all that mattered was the raw pleasure coursing through my veins.
