One Wish ~ Larry Stylinson
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MatureOngoing2h 27m
Last published Sun, Feb 4, 2024
"Do I look pretty?" Harry asked, turning around in his tight skirt, paired with a sleek, sheer button up that was tucked in its waistband. The thin heels of his shiny black shoes were clacking on the floor.
"So pretty," Louis cooed, standing up from his desk and walking over to his intern. He let his hand slide up the inside of his shaven thigh, until he felt the scratchy fabric of lace panties stretching over the length of his half-hardened dick.
He held his breath, looking into the deep, green orbs that were framed by a waterfall of soft chocolate curls.
Harry smiled.
"Put them on just for you, daddy."
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«Styles... Harry Styles» I watched the secretary search for my name in the long list of papers she had. «Styles, Styles, Styles... Ah, there it is! Room 258, you are sharing a room with a certain Louis Tomlinson!" I took the keys she offered me and gave her one of my smiles, that I was sure would melt her. That forty-year-old secretary was probably the youngest woman in this place. Why had my parents forced me to a men's college? Well actually I knew that, but it still wasn't right. (I don't own anything, all rights reserved to @sgrissi)
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