The Masked Escort
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Last published Tue, Aug 5, 2025
"Can you do it, baby girl?" Drystan purrs in her ear, tattooed fingers digging into her hip, leaving bruises for her to admire later.
She nods, incapable of speaking with Alexander's long fingers so deep in her throat. "So pretty," she hears Alexander praise, hazel eyes rising up to meet his forest greens in the kind of reverence that is only reserved for gods.
"Will you be a good girl and let us fill you up?" His fingers leave her mouth with a pop, her teary eyes looking back at Drystan pleadingly.
"Yes, please," she shakes, fingers clutching Alexander's shirt as Drystan stretches her. "Please, daddy,"
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HIS DOLL | 18+ ✓
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𝐏𝐑 𝐎𝐗𝐈𝐌𝐈𝐓𝐘 | 𝟏𝟖+
[18+] | smut warning "You're younger." "Doesn't change the fact that you are dripping wet for me." She said it was wrong. He proved it felt too good to care. He's her best friend's cousin. Sleeps across the hallway. Two years younger, and still knows how to make her bend. Moan. Beg. "Truth or dare?" he asks. "Dare." "Then don't make a sound while I fuck you." She said she wouldn't fall. But when his hand wraps around her throat and he growls, "I don't care who touched you before. You're mine now." She breaks.Complete
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ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴇᴏ | 18+
The office was quiet, I pressed against him on his lap until he shifted me onto the desk, shoving papers and pens aside to make space. He held me steady from behind, hands gripping my hips as he thrust into me. My nails dug into the wood, and I gasped, every movement making me burn with heat. "You're so tight," he groaned, voice low and rough, teeth grazing my shoulder as he pressed deeper. I moaned, chest flush against the desk, rocking back instinctively. "So good... only for me," he whispered, lips brushing my neck, fingers digging into my waist, voice thick with need. I shivered at his words, pressing back into him, feeling every pulse, every movement of his body against mine. "I'm so close..." he muttered, each thrust deeper, harder, every groan dragging me higher. A knock on the door made me freeze, but he didn't stop. "I'll be there in a minute," he told to the person at the door, one hand lightly pressing my mouth. "Quiet, or there'll be consequences later." I whimpered, hips pressing against him, His voice cut through, De Sousa series 1 "You feel so good... so fucking good Bellisima"Complete
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"Please.. please i am scared of you" "Shh don't be scared I will not do anything" he shushed her, and stared her... then gently he grabbed her long thick soft locks in his hard veiny masculine hand. "Please.. I don't love you" heart wrenching sobbed come out from her plumpy pink lips. "what a coincidence darling, I also don't love you.. Hmm" suddenly his grip tight on her locks. "keep that in your little head... THAT YOU ARE FUCKING MINE" "DID YOU UNDERSTAND" he shouted. "I asked you something did you" "my little girl" his deadly hollow eyes bore into her innocent ones .. "Ye..yes yes". She answered fearfully. "yes what little girl" "Yes... sir" "My little good girl" he caress her head.
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