MotherOfBookWorms
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Her hand pushed my head further in as she cried it in a lustful moan. My tongue was swimming inside of her, dancing and playing! "God you taste so fucking good," the comment managed to escape within pauses.
"Ohh fuck!" Was her response.
I knew she couldn't take it anymore. But I didn't stop. Orgasm filled her like fuel did a vehicle, and I still didn't stop. Until she was practically begging me to.
"Fuck! Please, Nicholas!--" it went on as a small sob, wanting more. Her body demonstrated what I wanted, revealing how much she was enjoying this!
This time, I let my finger carry on. The throbbing increased in pace until I was inside her in fast strokes. More juice soaked my hand until I decided she had had enough.
"Up on your feet," I carefully lifted her up while I was on my feet too. "It's your turn to get on your knees now." She took my words for it and fell to the floor, her hands reached for my already hard dick and I could hear a moan escaping her lips.
"You're trouble, Alison. The kind that tastes like sin and feels like home."
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Alison Ford gets betrayed by her best friend and husband. He humiliates her and serves her divorce papers. Three years later, Alison is stronger and richer. But she owes half of this success to a mysterious texter who had been helping and guiding her all along.
Meanwhile, there is a hot billionaire and single dad, Richard Harrison, who finds Alison really charming and confesses his feelings for her. And his daughter loves Alison even more! But Alison is still trapped in a tight space when Brad and Lily and all his family of horror returns to haunt her once again.