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the heartbreak

the heartbreak

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WpMetadataNoticeLast published Mon, Jul 20, 2015
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wasssum it's your girl bris and I'm 17 I go to paxon high I'm from south Philly so yeah I talk with an accent I'm gay yes you heard me I'm 100% cherrys but enuf bout me let's get to lynita hey y'all I'm lynita but call nita instead if you call me lynita I'm gonna snap on ya ass cuz that mean you don't listen but anyway I'm 17 a stud yes I love pussy and I am what I eat ibgo to paxon I'm a player all I do is fuck em then duck em so watch out babygirls
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"Is this what you wanted? To be taken from behind on my desk like a slut?" She demanded, tightening her grip around my hair, pulling my head back. "Look at me, Eden." My eyes met hers, and I almost shivered as I was met with the undeniable lust behind them that replaced her anger mere seconds ago. "I just like pissing you off, I guess." I smiled innocently, alluding to her previous question. Her eyes darkened, before letting go of my hair and grabbing my throat instead. I felt her fingertips trail over over my soaked underwear, and a moment later she brought one of my hands to my core, instructing me to hold the lace fabric to the side, as she began to slowly circle my wetness, before dipping two fingers inside me without warning. My eyes rolled back, a moan escaping my lips as I whispered her name. "God, my name sounds like a sin on your lips." She purred over me, curling her fingers inside me, while thumbing my dripping core. - An innocent waitress, a flirt of a mafia boss, and a relentless string of...well, problems. A fun little story to read, very gay, with plenty of romance, as well as - dare I say - humor. 🏅RANKINGS🏅 #2 lesbian #7 wlw

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