Lick Me Series 1 (Girlxintersex)

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A Sugar Daddy Dark Romance
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    "Listen, Ms. Virgin, you obviously don't know who I am. So allow me to share some information with you." My gaze was drawn to her gorgeous lips as she leaned in close. "Exactly, pay close attention to my lips." Those lovely lips have a grin on them. Her hand, which was holding a costly gold watch that matched her attire, stroked over my cheek. I took a step back from her. 
    
    "I will fuck your life up and lastly don't speak to me like I am one of your friends. Here's my phone number." She offered me a card, which I took carelessly between my fingers. She might order me to jump, and I'd inquire, 'off the cliff?' 
    "Call me; I anticipated you to be in my bed pretty soon." She remarked, "I felt her laying my phone between my bosoms." The screen's coolness pierced my flesh.
    I sneered at her arrogance, which led her to believe I would ever sleep with her. This was merely a casual get-together. 
    
    "I'm not going to call you." I remarked, placing the card inside the bag's safety, that even if I won't call, I won't throw away the number either.All Rights Reserved

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A Sugar Daddy Dark Romance
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    "Listen, Ms. Virgin, you obviously don't know who I am. So allow me to share some information with you." My gaze was drawn to her gorgeous lips as she leaned in close. "Exactly, pay close attention to my lips." Those lovely lips have a grin on them. Her hand, which was holding a costly gold watch that matched her attire, stroked over my cheek. I took a step back from her. 
    
    "I will fuck your life up and lastly don't speak to me like I am one of your friends. Here's my phone number." She offered me a card, which I took carelessly between my fingers. She might order me to jump, and I'd inquire, 'off the cliff?' 
    "Call me; I anticipated you to be in my bed pretty soon." She remarked, "I felt her laying my phone between my bosoms." The screen's coolness pierced my flesh.
    I sneered at her arrogance, which led her to believe I would ever sleep with her. This was merely a casual get-together. 
    
    "I'm not going to call you." I remarked, placing the card inside the bag's safety, that even if I won't call, I won't throw away the number either.

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