Power,Baby Z.M

Power,Baby Z.M

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Sun, Jul 24, 2016
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He made me think, differently. He didn't treat like my age because he didn't see the point in it. He looked at me like I was his only and I looked at him like he was my ticket out this world. He pitched the idea of a fantasy which I gladly brought, until he made me a maid. He WAS my clyde, I WAS his bonnie. Minus all the crimes and blood , just the a room, us and smoke... Now all I do is file his paperwork and get him his coffee, sorry I meant his fucking tea he doesn't drink coffee, while he looks at my ass.
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"Daisy, do you know what your mistake is?" He asks, his hardness rubbing between my buttocks. I stay silent because I'm not allowed to speak. "That you said 'yes' to marrying me." He spanks my buttocks, grinding his shaft against my wetness. "Therefore, I'll make sure to punish you and make you regret your decision every day." He finishes his sentence by landing a hard spank on my crotch, causing me to fall straight onto the sofa. "Stay still if you don't want me to make your night worse," he warns, raising my buttocks in the air again. "Happy anniversary, my fuck toy." He grabs my waist and plunges his hard membrane deep into me, causing me to gasp. *** Her husband treated her like a sex toy, and she let him, hoping that one day he would recognise her love. And he exploited her and vented his fury on her, making her life a living hell. In the end, he divorced her, not knowing she was carrying his baby. After the divorce, the baby was her only hope of survival. Five years later, when she was living her life with her daughter, his return raised questions: Is he back to separate her from her daughter or to rebuild their relationship? *** "Fine. I'm leaving and never show you my face." He grasps my arms and leans closer to my face, accelerating my heartbeat. I despise how much he still affects me. "Because I care about you more than anything else in this entire world. Just remember, you and Hope are my destination, and I'm ready to take any path which leads me to you both."

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