Imagine your at a family dinner and Marthe is meeting your family for the first time. The whole time during the dinner she would sneakily put her hand on your thigh or when your parents aren't looking she would whisper sentences in different languages that she knew you wouldn't understand but sad in her sexy voice that sent shivers down your spine and blush like crazy. She knew what she was doing to you. While you were struggling to look normal in front of your parents and/or siblings who you knew we're getting suspicious noticing your face go red.
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Marthe Woertman Imagines
Fiksi PenggemarI'm not a good writer so sorry if it's bad😅. Some are quite short😬. I've written these mostly for myself but decide to share them anyways. I can't stop thinking about Marthe soooo yea.💗💗💗 There's a second book of imagines now! I guess 200 is th...
