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π’π°πžπžπ­ 𝐈𝐧𝐧𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞 by eroticroses
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❝Read me your favorite pieces of poetry while I please you❞ I feel his hardness grow underneath me and watch as his chest begins to rise and fall. His lips part open with heavy breaths. I begin to unbutton his shirt slowly, kissing down his neck almost in the worse and possible - teasing way. The cross necklace lying there, his holiness slipping away inch by inch as I leave my sins along his untainted skin. "P-Please" The deep vibration I feel against my lips as they stay on his pulse. I smile and lift my head, with one slow grind of my hips. Alessio let's a hot moan fall from lips. His erection grows harder, as well as the pulse of my clit. My pussy directly above him. "Read to me Alessio" - Honey Rose is a eighteen year old nymphomaniac sin, her desire for sexual pleasure and the way words slipped off her tongue easily without regret, get her sent to Hartford Academy. Where studies and religion are the only things allowed to be spoken in the halls. In which a nymph corrupts the innocence of her Dean's Son. Cover by : RoseEmiliaSnape Highest Rankings - #1 in badgirlgoodboy. #1 in nymph. #1 in unholy. #1 in tension. #1 in naughty. #1 in boarding-school. #2 in forbidden. #2 in tutor. #5 in seduction. #6 in unholy. #7 in lust. #10 in innocent. #11 in temptation.
A Touch of Sin |18+| by onlyshannon
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After spending a night together, Alani never expected to see Valerio again. That is, until three months later when their paths meet once more. "𝒀𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒐 π’˜π’†π’•, π‘¨π’π’‚π’π’Š," 𝒉𝒆 π’”π’‚π’Šπ’… π’”π’π’‡π’•π’π’š, π’π’Šπ’‘π’” 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 π’Šπ’π’•π’ π’Žπ’š π’π’†π’„π’Œ. π‘½π’‚π’π’†π’“π’Šπ’ π’˜π’‚π’” 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 π’•π’π’–π’„π’‰π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’Žπ’†, 𝒃𝒖𝒕 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒔 𝒂𝒇𝒇𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒔 𝑰 π’˜π’‚π’”. π‘―π’Šπ’” π’‡π’Šπ’π’ˆπ’†π’“ π’”π’π’Šπ’‘π’‘π’†π’… 𝒑𝒂𝒔𝒔𝒆𝒅 π’Žπ’š π’„π’π’Šπ’•, π’‡π’Šπ’π’…π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’Žπ’š 𝒉𝒐𝒍𝒆 π’˜π’‰π’†π’“π’† 𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒑𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅 π’Žπ’š 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒔𝒂𝒍 𝒂𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅. 𝑰 𝒑𝒆𝒆𝒓𝒆𝒅 π’…π’π’˜π’, π’”π’†π’†π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’‰π’Šπ’” 𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒕𝒐𝒐𝒆𝒅 𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒅 π’…π’Šπ’”π’‚π’‘π’‘π’†π’‚π’“π’Šπ’π’ˆ π’Šπ’π’•π’ π’Žπ’š π’π’‚π’„π’š π’–π’π’…π’†π’“π’˜π’†π’‚π’“. 𝑰 π’”π’Žπ’Šπ’“π’Œπ’†π’… - 𝑰 π’π’Šπ’Œπ’†π’… π’‰π’π’˜ 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 π’π’π’π’Œπ’†π’….