Chained By Faith

Chained By Faith

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Her hands up above her head and i had them in my grasp . Her feminine oder loomed over me and left an a trans like state mak8n me conscious of her her thick heart shaped lips her button like nose . The golden brown skin thats reflecting the six o'clock sunset. She bites her lip and thats the last straw Were you going somewhere Miss Moyo?i ask in a taunting tone Home she mutters Your dressed too nicely to just be going home i tease Glancing down at her formal attire and the heels to accompany the look . My other hand travels to the back of her neck and i make her look up at me ,her eyes are like those of hazel and her pupils slightly lighter than her I am mesmerized as my lips fall on hers and i want more of her . She tries to pull away but i firmly hold her neck and placeall my weight on her . Plzz comment on what u think and like .
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In the blink of an eye, I lost everything - my mother, my home, and my life. The only thing she left me was a debt I couldn't repay and a bounty on my head, and desperate times require desperate measures. ---------------------------------------- A mischievous smile spreads across his lips as he takes a big step toward me, and as soon as I am within his reach, he grabs my hips and pulls me against him. I lay my hands on his chest and trace my fingers along the outlines of his tattoos as he maneuvers me back to his desk. My ass presses against the edge of his desk as he lets his hands run down my sides until he grabs my ass cheeks " Are you sore from last night, baby?" "I'm fine." "I hope you're not lying to me," he whispers against my lips.

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