My Broken Mate (completed)(editing)
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W..wwhats yours?"
"You.. your lips your fat ass your neck your boobs your pussy your thighs .... everything..Now answer my question why do YOU have on a thong?"
I didnt answer
"did you pick these out for daddy"
"n-no"
"what a shame..Didn't i tell you never to disrespect me again? Or I was going to eat what was mine"
He pulled my thong off and put it in his back pocket
He leaned me back and he let his tongue do all the work
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Follow on the journey of two broken people,who were bond to be together or were they?
Book two: my missing mate
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