𝐌𝐲 𝐃𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 : [𝗖𝗢𝗠𝗣𝗟𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗗] ______ 𝙷𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐
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He lifted my dress
I felt his warm hand on my bare thighs, goosebumps arise in my body, when his hand reached upwards and he whispere...
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Scene : 1
“Why are you looking at me like that?”
He moved even closer, his hand now resting lightly on my waist, our eyes still locked.
“Like what?” he whispered, his breath warm against my skin.
“Like you like me,” I stammered.
He breathed out a soft laugh, his eyes gleaming with amusement. “Not like, but love,” he corrected. “You know, love at first sight.”
My heart skipped a beat at his words. His smile grew, revealing a dimple in his right cheek that made him look even more irresistible. Just then, a knock on the door broke the moment. His expression shifted, and he gently held my wrist.
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Scene 2:
He lifted my dress.
I felt his warm hand on my bare thighs, goosebumps rising on my body. When his hand reached upwards, he whispered, "Do you want me to fuck you out of your life here in rage?"
I shivered and clenched my thighs, but he grabbed them and opened them wide. While we watched the movie, he tortured my core with his fingers and whispered again, "Love, are you wet? I haven’t even started yet."
He slid my panties down with his fingers, and I breathed heavily, feeling the heat. He muttered, "I’m going to finger-fuck you now, but when we get home, I’ll fuck you so hard you’ll never make me this angry again."
Without any warning, he entered two fingers inside me. I grabbed the armrest tightly as he moved in and out. "Are you feeling good, love?" he asked, increasing his speed. I felt a burning sensation, and he grabbed my hand, placing it on his hard member. "Look! How hard I am for you."
I let out a moan I tried to suppress. The boy next to me quickly got up and left.
I was on the edge, breathing hard. Knowing I was about to climax, Rag said, "Fuck, you’re clenching my fingers so well, but..."
He pulled his fingers out. I looked at him in frustration, just a few seconds more, and I would have come. He smirked and said, "Don’t worry, we’ll go home and finish what we started. Don’t be so angry."
