DEFILED BY THE CRUEL GENERAL

DEFILED BY THE CRUEL GENERAL

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"Master?" The lust in Ceaser's eyes was so deep that it was almost overflowing. He looked down at the woman kneeling at his feet, who was shamelessly rubbing his legs with her tender breasts. He couldn't bear it anymore, leaned over and pushed her to the ground. The next moment, there was a tearing sound, and her clothes were torn. Ceaser lifted her legs and spread them apart, and the delicate flower between her legs was already wet. He could no longer restrain himself and thrust directly in with sweat all over his forehead. Leah still felt the pain of being split in half, and she cried out in pain. "Aaahhh!" Ceaser's eyes turned red, and he didn't even consider how Leah's petite body could accommodate him. He grabbed Leah's slender waist with his powerful hands and rammed into her body regardless of anything. The small hole in her private part was filled up by him, and he fucked her hard and fast. This made Leah involuntarily stretch out her arms and hug the man tightly, and her legs were wrapped around him, making a warm invitation. Ceaser was almost driven crazy by her initiative, and his waist and hips were more like pa pa pa, and the water stains at the junction of the two of them penetrated the floor. "Ah ahhhh... Ah.. ah... No... Ahhh..." . . . . WARNING: SEXUAL CONTENTS EXPLOITED SCENES STRONG LANGUAGE . . . READ AT YOUR OWN RISK... . . . ALL RIGHTS RESERVED BY ME...
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He swiped my sweat-soaked hair off my neck, resting his lips against my ear. His fiery breaths blew across my earlobe. My body shuddered once again, craving more of him. "You're not the first woman to think she could seduce me into bed because of who I am, what I write. And you won't be the last." He gave a small chuckle, pulling down my dress, so it covered me. "But," he said in a low growl, "so far...... you're my favorite." Breaths poured from my lips at those words. My heart fluttered inside my pounding chest. His favorite, my brain stuck to his words like glue. Clinging to the small hope we'd continue this somewhere else, more than once. We stayed in that position for a moment before his body heat disappeared from my back. He lit a cigarette in front of me, the flash of the lighter illuminating his flushed, sweat-soaked face. I leaned against the brick wall, finding comfort in the coolness against my heated skin. His eyes met mine again. I didn't think I could move from the spot, but he forced me to when he held up a red, lacy thong in between his fingers. My red lacy thong. Fucking panty thief! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Their worlds collided in a heated, passion-filled hook-up behind a bar, bringing their broken pieces together. And now? Mercy finds herself as C.J. Cole's intern. The very Mr. Cole who wrote the most romantic, erotic books she had ever laid eyes on. How could she manage to keep her panties on around him? Or control herself? Hint: she won't. Mature warning.

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