She's Gladis's
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Dernière publication jeu., juil. 25, 2024
"Just say the word baby and i'll make all the tingles go away" Gladis husked whispering in my ears sending shivers down my spine... that did nothing but helped at increasing the feeling in my stomach
But what word?
"W- What are you talking about Gla- Gladis" I asked not sure what to say, or do I?
"I know that you know it baby, that word that you were thinking about looking at me that made you look flustered, come on pumpkin, say it" he growled lowly the last part while parting my legs with his own, his face laying next to my neck, I can feel his breath by my ears, both his hands securing each side of me, making sure i don't budge
Wait, did i say parting my legs?
Oh God...
"Please" it sounded more like a whisper.
He chuckled darkly and looked at me right in eyes "You know thats not it baby"
"P- Please...I-"
"Please what? "
I just whimpered shifting my eyes everywhere but him.
"Asia" he growled harshly, knowing that he's gonna be harsh, agressive with me...
"Please Da- Daddy"
And with that I set the beast off.
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Asia Marie Davidson ❤️
Gladis Emmanuel Moore ❤️
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