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We all have secrets

We all have secrets

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sat, Jun 26, 2021
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Why Don't We
So tired of this. Me and Marco need to leave. We can't keep putting up with this bullshit anymore period. "You look cold. And I have a long sleeve under neath this. Can I give you my hoodie?" Why is he being nice to me. I am a total stranger. Marco was sitting a little distant from me. About four feet away. I turned to Marco. He had a confused look on his face. I rolled my eyes. Then I looked back at the guy. "Um-I'm fine." I really was cold. But I wasn't going to tell him that. I don't to have to talk to anyone I don't have to. Then he took off his sweatshirt anyway. Did he just not hear me. TW:violence/abuse
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Arielle Anders, a sweet, innocent, pure girl. What happens when she meets the four Romano Brothers, Giovanni, Mario, Marco, and Angelo. What happens when they take a liking to her? Wanting nothing but her innocence, to spoil and cherish. ~~~~~ "I-I'm sorry.. daddy". I whimpered, shivering as Marco softly placed a kiss on my shoulder while he ran his hand through my hair. "We covered that". He rasped out huskily, "Bend over the desk for daddy, little one". He whispered in my ear. I slowly obeyed him feeling four pairs of eyes linger over my body as I bent over the desk, my ass now on display as my skirt betrayed me. Marco softly caressed my ass, "Such a good girl". He praised, I looked up at them, looking at Angelo with pleading eyes. He smirked, slowly shaking his head. I pouted realizing I'm on my own, my body jolted forward, and I let out a moan once Marco planted a rather hard slap on my left ass cheek. He softly rubbed my ass cheek, placing a soft kiss on it to soothe the pain. "You're dripping, bellissima". He whispered. "Our Angel must like a little pain". Mario smirked, watching me intensely.

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