Mandla
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Last published Mon, Jun 7, 2021
"Okay okay, you're right. I want you to be safe so you can come back home to me every night Mr. Hlatshwayo"- I say leaning in.
He feeds into it, men are so easy to manipulate...
"So can I keep it?"-Him
"Hell no! find security, there is no way you keeping that thing next to me. It's so freaking hard even, I can feel it from here"-Me
"Oh that's not my gun Mrs. Hlatshwayo. Someones just really excited to see you"-He chuckles.
Naughty!
He smears me on the bed and settles in between my legs.
"Please be gentle"- I whisper.
He listens.
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