Whipped Cream *Yaoi*

Whipped Cream *Yaoi*

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WpMetadataNoticeDernière publication lun., juil. 20, 2015
The quiet and unnoticed Asher Sarend, had a secret that no one knew. A silly fetish for whipped cream and humiliation. ------------------------- This is a ridiculously dirty and descriptive Yaoi smut! I am being as dirty and detailed as possible so please take caution when your reading! I hope you enjoy, Lovelies! ♥♪♥ P.S- I high recommend you are over the age of 16 before you read.....but if your a hardcora yaoi smut and all around fujoshi (Like Me) your age doesn't matter! But Im warning you, its naughty and VERY dirty!!! Anyways, Continue on reading!★ ♥♪♥★ -----------------------------
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|STEAMY ROMANCE| 18+ "Oh, how bad I want to corrupt you, ruin you. But you're not ready for that." As much as I want her beneath me, writhing, begging me to stop. There is a time and a place for all that, which now is not the time nor place. A blush forms on her cheeks as she looks away. I put my finger under her chin and gently lift her face. "Look at me, my love. I want to see those beautiful cherry cheeks of yours." I love how responsive she is to me. Seeing her blush and shy away from me is one of my favorite things about her. "Stop, Ansel," she giggled. "You can't just say things like that and expect me to remain unfazed". I find it amusing that she is completely unaware of the power she has over me. God, if we didn't have to leave, I would've shown her what she does to me. "I'm not going to apologize, my love. You make me want to give you the world, yet corrupt that innocent aura you have. Let's go, darling, we are going to be late." I take her hand and guide her to the passenger side of the door, opening it, allowing her to climb into the car. Walking to the drivers' side, I get in making sure she is buckled, before buckling myself. Once I see her buckled, I start the car, putting my hand on her thigh. When Emory Miller attracts Ansel Dubois' attention, things are destined to happen.

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