Inked Desires

AndreeaOA1992

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Parts 16
Time 1h 53m

AndreeaOA1992

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When Milla's grandmother, the only family she has left, the one who raised and educated her, is on her deathbed, she decides to get a tattoo that will keep her memory alive for the rest of her life. What she doesn't know is that the tattoo will be a reminder of more than just her grandmother. 
    
    Hades is the type of man who seems to be cold and  iced hearted. The type of guy who, only with a single glance, would make any man, no matter how tough, runs away or have a heart attack. Milla, on the other hand, is not intimidated, in fact, she is unable to control her sexual attraction and desire for him.
    
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    I was dripping wet, I knew that, because I felt the need to rub my thighs together, which I did. I began to gently rub my thighs together, barely restraining myself from moaning. 
    
    "Stay still!" he ordered again and I was almost finished just hearing his voice. 
    
    I tried not to move, but it was impossible. My nipples ached with arousal and my pussy throbbed with desire.All Rights Reserved

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When Milla's grandmother, the only family she has left, the one who raised and educated her, is on her deathbed, she decides to get a tattoo that will keep her memory alive for the rest of her life. What she doesn't know is that the tattoo will be a reminder of more than just her grandmother. 
    
    Hades is the type of man who seems to be cold and  iced hearted. The type of guy who, only with a single glance, would make any man, no matter how tough, runs away or have a heart attack. Milla, on the other hand, is not intimidated, in fact, she is unable to control her sexual attraction and desire for him.
    
    _______________________________________________________ 
    
    I was dripping wet, I knew that, because I felt the need to rub my thighs together, which I did. I began to gently rub my thighs together, barely restraining myself from moaning. 
    
    "Stay still!" he ordered again and I was almost finished just hearing his voice. 
    
    I tried not to move, but it was impossible. My nipples ached with arousal and my pussy throbbed with desire.

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