Too Sweet For Shadows
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MatureOngoing55m
Last published Sat, May 23, 2026
"What are you doing?" she asked breathing heavily as he did not pull out when he was supposed to because she wasn't on birth control and he did not wear a condom.
"Filling your belly with my child, Solnyshko" he replied forcing more aggressively, knowing very well she was ovulating as he keeps track of her menstrual cycles.
"Don't, Leni, please..." she begged holding his arm, scratching it.
She's 21, He's 31. He will do anything to keep her with him.
Celibate MMC till he met her
Possessive MMC
Br**ding kink
Bad Boy X Good Girl
Russian X Indian
Age Gap
Enemies to Lovers [Banter]
For the ones who fear love's light, may you be forever haunted by it.
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