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𝐁𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐇𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭
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Ongoing, First published Feb 28, 2024
Mature
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𝐈 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐬𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐢𝐟 𝐢 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐢𝐭.

                                      ⋆.˚ ᡣ𐭩 .𖥔˚

He extended his hands and it reached down my throat, choking me tightly. Tears gathered inside my eyes and somehow I managed to say "V-veer mujhe d-dard ho raha h-hai"

Instantly he tightened his hold and replied in a low terrifying tone, "Toh nahi jana chahiye tha na kisi dusre ladke ke pass meri jaan. Ab dard toh hoga tumhe" He totally sounds like a psychopath right now, his possessiveness will kill me someday.


                               ✮ ⋆ ˚。𖦹 ⋆。°✩


"One or two?" He asked and I stared at him in confusion. "Fingers babygirl."

He's rubbing my pussy, extending his middle finger toward my folds and dragging it back to my clit. I can feel the wetness down there. I'm not able to answer, everything is unheard. 

"Answer or you'll feel my dick inside you within a second" He commanded. 

"O-one" I slowly responded.

Instantly, I closed my eyes tightly when he inserted two of his middle fingers with his ring on it. Oh, this is a pleasure.
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